Walking through this life really is walking through fire.

Chaka Khan

Really cold inside, by design. The ashes from the woodstove needed emptying. A lot of ash

I let the fire go out and stay out for 12 hours. Then I noticed a couple of holes in the chimney that needed filling.

I left the fire out for another 4 hours to let the grey stove cement cure. Of course, it is too cold for any curing to happen.

So I lit the fire, and now it’s burning hot. The kettle for coffee is on for the first cup.

Inside the stove is a hundred pounds of poop that needed burning.

I had left an upside broken wheelbarrow in the fireroom for the smaller bullied cats to hide under.

When I moved it, I discovered it was really a great place for them to play hide and go poop.

There was a lot under there. I made the decision to get rid of all that. No more hiding places.

Last I checked outside, mixed snow and rain was falling on the plain.

I was very happy that I made the 80-kilometre trip yesterday. The roads would be solid ice today.

Just waiting for the kettle to boil, then time to have some lunch.

After that, gather and cut more wood. Then relax.