I hang my woolen mittens on the low limb of a tree and start clipping and bunching, snapping and storing the fragrant balsam fir tips like a mad squirrel gleaning acorns for the long haul through winter. It’s a strange thing that overcomes a person tipping for fir:… Read More
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Tipping allows adventure in winter wood
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Tipping allows adventure in winter wood