{"id":24193,"date":"2023-01-18T09:50:17","date_gmt":"2023-01-18T16:50:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=24193"},"modified":"2023-01-18T10:12:14","modified_gmt":"2023-01-18T17:12:14","slug":"jan-18-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2023\/01\/18\/jan-18-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Jan 18 Wood You"},"content":{"rendered":"

Once upon a time there was a piece of wood. It was not an expensive piece of wood. Far from it. Just a common block of firewood, one of those thick, solid logs that are put on the fire in winter to make cold rooms cozy and warm.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Carlo Collodi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Wood was getting hard to find, the fire harder to light.<\/p>\n

Cats fed and watered, fire was crackling, my kettle full of water was on the wood stove.<\/p>\n

The wood inside was just kindling and cardboard, I would need more.<\/p>\n

On my way to do that soon. Yesterday I actually found firewood. Just 4 pieces that were going to be sawn into project wood. Forgotten years ago.<\/p>\n

I have 2 left, after today.\u00a0 Soon they would heat the water for coffee.<\/p>\n

I also found another 5 gallons of gas. I didn’t have to rush into town. Although it would be nice to pick up my parcels at the village.<\/p>\n

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