I am no longer needing fires to heat the house. While Skye (see previous post Night Skye) and Bubba (see previous post Bubba’s Grand Adventure) are deeply disappointed by this and would likely cozy up to a morning fire in the middle of the summer, the fact is, wood chores are over for the season. I’ve filled the indoor bin to brimming, the wood pile that has been a fixture in the front yard for the duration of the winter is gone, the tarps are folded and stowed. I guess there are few other markers more pronounced than this to herald the official beginning of spring. So I happily store the wood gloves and apron until sometime late next fall when the season will once again shift, the cold will come in on the wind again and remind me how grateful I am that Walter Fernandez is my neighbor and I will never, ever be short of wood. He sees to that.
Love to you all,
Jeane
YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, SUN!
Enjoy:)
🙂 !!!!!!!
We, too, thought our wood chores were over, until three nights ago when the temps dropped to 28 degrees. Last night was more of the same, and tonight we’re supposed to have another night at or below freezing. So we’re not quite there yet in these hills, despite the flowers in bloom. While I will miss many things about winter in New England, hauling wood is definitely not one of them! Can’t wait to put those gloves away for the season. Enough already!
Well, truth be told I, too, am having to bring out the gloves and have some fires. I’m about to take the boys for a walk. A nice thunder storm is rolling in and the temps have really dropped. So I’m thinkin’ a fire is in our future tonight. Just because I SAY it’s spring, doesn’t mean it actually is. 🙂