All things are difficult before they are easy.
Thomas Fuller
Minus 4 in the fireroom. Cats fault true story. They know how to turn the fire to full speed. That means the overnight wood was burned in a couple of hours instead of eight.
Boards were sawn, kindling made, fire constructed and lit. Cat bowl, kettle, even the extra water frozen solid. All on the woodstove thawing. Except the extra water, that was in plastic.
I would have to haul that upstairs. The bad news it would take days to thaw. Which means i needed to go outside. Minus 31 or colder out there. I needed more snow and if I could find it more wood.
I wasn’t looking forward to the outside trip, the air would hurt my lungs as I tried to breathe. It was already hard to do indoors.
It needed doing.
Outside trip done, snow gathered and I picked up one small piece of wood, so I could say I did.
Kettle now filled with snow, using frozen fingers, was back on the stove ready.
My woodpile outside was near empty. I did have another pile on the other side of the house. To get there I had to walk a hundred yards of deep snow. And every trip out there.
There was no easy way.
They say we can learns things by repitition. I don’t so. As I was filling the kettle with snow like I did yesterday, I could smell smoke like I did yesterday. My robe had tried to ignite once again.
Just like yesterday I swept the floor and put cat litter on the fire almost putting it out, before the kettle was hot.
I had used wood pellet catlitter to contain a water spill just like the day before.
The fire was so far gone that no smoke was escaping when the door was wide open. I needed to blow on the fire with lungs that could barely hold air.
Before
After blowing
The fire was back on track and steam starting to escape the kettle. Coffee soon.
Just got a call my chair and most of my freight was in. It was time to fill tires and head into the village.
Chair and freight unpacked. Chair needs assembly, maybe tomorrow.
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