Well, to me it is. I have simple tastes I guess, but I think a stack of firewood is True Power. Fireplace wood makes you warm thrice: once when you cut it, then when you split it, and finally when you burn it. There is also the intangible, beyond BTUs, that it makes me and the dogs happy to sit in front of the fireplace on a cool evening and just veg-out. Reading in front of a gentle fire of well-cured wood is one of the great pleasures in life. Throw in a cut-crystal glass of single malt, or a nice glass of red, and life, for the moment, is complete.
And please don't tell Al Gore about my big, sloppy carbon footprint. I couldn't bear it if Al didn't like me any more. Or worse, made me register my splitting wedge.
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Later in the week you'll see a post about my new big chevy truck, which I bought to piss off Al Gore.
Love the wood. Many good memories of splitting wood with my Dad to heat the family home. We had baseboard heat, but wood kept us warm, and the bills down.
HO! I got you both beat in the make Al Gore furious contest. I have a 1986, F250, extended cab, long bed, DIESEL! How do you like THAT carbon footprint, Al?
Wood is good. It's renewable, and if you burn blow downs you have to clear them anyhow. Nothing like a good fire in the wood stove or fireplace when the wind howls outside and the snow is banking up.
Har! Mebbe you got me beat, and mebbe you don't. I drive a '94 Chevy 2500HD crew-cab. Diesel as well.
You order that flashlight yet?
Brigid, looking forward to seeing your Gore-gorer. Bring it on!
I've spent many an evening feeding a wood stove, keeping friends nad family warm.
There's a magic to it, and tweaking a thermostat will never match it.
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