Lines, Means and Meridians

In nature, are there straight lines?

This morning as I stepped out of the garage into the subfreezing foggy air, I thought I could smell turf fires.

Ahh, memories…

While I stood at the top of the driveway, I relived moments when I stayed at the Bunratty Castle Hotel and jogged around the neighborhood on cold, frosty mornings, taking trips down country lanes and returning past the castle as smoke trails from turf fires burning in semi-detached homes dipped into my nostril passageways.

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