October arrives and thoughts turn to... woodpiles. Fireplaces. Gray days with a warm fire in the grate, good book in hand, and a dog stretched tummy-to-blaze on her rug.
I haven't had a fire yet, but the time is coming. Fortunately, I still have a good supply of wood ready from last year. It's already stacked under the porch waiting to be transferred to the covered area near the door.
In a way I am looking forward to the coming winter. Many "inside" projects have been put off through the summer and I have a full plate of them. More than enough to keep me happily busy.
Firewood is such a simple thing to be enthusiastic about. Such is life here.
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is there nothing better then a wood fire in the fall. the wafting of smoke on the breeze of chilly night, just settles you into sleep nestled in the blankets warm and snuggly.
janey
Winter is a good time for handloading. I get most of my ammo loaded while it's snowing outside.
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