Can we find contentment?

 Or, making do with what you've got. 
it snowed. My
son and I
went out and
played. Went for
a walk, made a
snow monster, 
threw snowballs.
Savored snow. 
Slow-cooked stew
with what we
had on hand. 
Looked and looked
for recipes
that we had
for. There was
none. So I 

made do with
what I've got. 

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