I’ve filled the wood stack by the back door. Made by My Loving Spouse with two left over andirons. One day and nights wood at the ready. I am enjoying that most of our heat comes from our wood stove. Unheard of from where I came from, I am enjoying the change. The warmth is soft and gentle and there are no arguments about where to set the thermostat. I can see how much wood we have and I appreciate that there will be no surprise bills at the end of the month.
As I make my way back to the wood shed, it starts to snow. Soft, fluffy white flakes. They don’t last long and the white flakes are particularly difficult to photograph against my pretty white house. So, I capture them on the sleeve of my jacket and think…. just for today… this change is good.
Snow!!! Your first in your new home!
I see the snow flakes, yes!!! Looks like it won’t be coming in like a lion at least! Enjoy!