Ice fog morning. Same deal, gather wood split wood and bring wood in. Thankful that the polar vortex has moved on. I was able to sleep for more than four hours at a time. That doesn’t mean that it wasn’t cold his morning in the house, it just meant the cold wasn’t enough to kill.
The woodstove had burned down to a few coals and some paper was required to restart it. Now I am waiting for that first cup.
Sometimes when there is little to read here it is because I have little to say other times I have too much.
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