Monday, 5 June 2017
Bringing Home the Wood.
Consequentially last winter we finally put in the fireplace we had always wanted but could never afford & it was sooooo lovely! Toasty warm! Bliss.
The drawback, of course [there is always a drawback] is that fires need fuel. We have a wood fire because wood we have in plentiful supply. It falls out of our trees all year log, washes up along the beach & our big storms bring down whole trees. All we have to do is cut it up & lug it along to the house. This is easier said than done.
Quite often we do a scrub bash somewhere we can pull up the car but our next~door~neighbours have a lot of fallen timber along their foreshore they want removed so the MOTH has been gradually cutting it up & we lug it up our rather steep hill piecemeal.
This is what I went to do yesterday afternoon before the cold set in so that when I actually got around to lighting the fire I had plenty of wood. Ha!
Unhappily both cats were on hand to help! Kirby peered around the corner of the house as I passed & followed as far as the first post where he sat & yowled! Gotta love that yowling.