{"id":24081,"date":"2023-01-10T14:32:17","date_gmt":"2023-01-10T21:32:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=24081"},"modified":"2023-01-10T15:24:11","modified_gmt":"2023-01-10T22:24:11","slug":"jan-10-crackle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2023\/01\/10\/jan-10-crackle\/","title":{"rendered":"Jan 10 Crackle"},"content":{"rendered":"

Some days I would go without any fire at all, and eat raw frozen meat and melt snow in my mouth for water.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Buffalo Bill<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The most satisfying part of starting my heating fire is the first crackle.<\/p>\n

Knowing that all the effort of finding wood, gathering, cutting it to size actually served a purpose.<\/p>\n

For me it’s heat, survival in the winter. Today fire was furnished by my old bed frame. It had been sitting on my front porch for years.<\/p>\n

Now it serves another purpose, keeping us warm.<\/p>\n

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A friend stopped by to say thanks for the seeds.<\/p><\/div>\n

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