Well, it’s that time of year again. Even though I haven’t yet felt the turn toward fall—in fact it still feels like high summer to me—it is time to start thinking about bringing in wood for the winter. Every year I am so grateful for my neighbor, Walter. He works incredibly hard going up to the mountain to cut and haul wood. And I buy five cords from him.
He started delivering my winter’s supply the other day and I had to acknowledge that a change is definitely on the way. Some good news: all indications are that we’re going to get a lot of snow this year. My fingers are definitely crossed.
So, as I revel in these final days of summer, taking in the monsoons with deep appreciation, I know that the snow days are on the way. And I will have plenty of good wood to warm the house and you all know how much I love those snow days.
Here’s to a mug of hot coffee, a fire blazing in the wood stove and snow all around.
Thank you, Walter, for making it all possible.
Love to you all,