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the dead of winter

  The shimmering, colourful lights are slowly beginning to disappear, one house at a time. They are vanishing with deliberate purpose. The long and exhausting period of preparation, followed by a frantic but brief celebration, has come and gone. And now we turn our...

this is the end

  This is the end. The end of a year of Diggin’ Ditches. A bitter-sweet end, but a most joyous end, none the less. I really didn’t see this day coming. When I started writing and sharing my thoughts at the beginning of this year, I was only concerned about not...