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Winter Survival
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In the Winter of 83 they used to tell me stories the snow was over the telephone lines and they rode horses there and walked them OVER the lines see eh? Oh ewe beware the stories of men and read only the charlaxfabels over and over again. The worst one was back in 2005 the snow was four feet deep they took machetes and tore my roof off my survival tent.
1 Peter 3:9
 Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing.
Eye moved my shelter somehow avoiding a fight and learned just to survive survival is eating food. Men eat and fight and eating becomes the more important of the two what kind of neighbor would eye be if eye had fought with thee and not learned the Golden Rule. Eye lived several different lifetimes sack lunches do not suffice to rule the hunger in one man. Once eye was worried for existence seeming Death was at my door. Women thought me evil not suited up just for they love. Fruit is not my forte orange apple even pomegranate found persimmons rot on vines in trees not meant to live. Eye ate so many meats they kicked me out of storeage land and chased me from the parking lot with nothing in my hand. Potatoes is a fruit and not a veggie in my world. Golden throbbing corn is afforded to the poor ed.note @39 cents a can at most retail outlets.
Hominy both gold and white is my favorites. Eye just decided to detective the students many behavioral ways and iff eye had three classes in the afternoon even if they were staggered over SIX hours the eye would not be in the library more than thirty minutes at a time. Be that as it may or as it were the ending is the same eye am a student of life. Walk in an endless path with snow up to the waisted place then dry the socks in bags and tie them to the feet and hope the dry will stay to un rot the flesh and hope the shoes will work and not develop sticheing of the holes in the side of doors and tankards full of glass. Coyboy is the last to understand a memory taken in the hand. Color While color is a matter of personal preference, there are reasons why you may choose one color over another. Bright, neon-like colors are good only in search-and-rescue situations because the blinding material will stand out against the snow or the green and brown of the woods or the sand in the desert. Since most camping involves designated sites, this situation rarely arises. It is more common among mountain climbers or others who find themselves in this situation having traveled in remote areas. For the very reason bright colors are effective in emergency situations as described above, these colors can be annoying to other campers, causing a visual disturbance in what is supposed to be a natural, outdoors experience. There is no substitute for charity and dull green and brown hide very well let no one knoe when you are around but if you have to be in the snow then make the cover white. Winter Survival id this Fabel number thirty five in the Book of CharlaxFabels.



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