Some of you may already know this, but it gets cold in these parts in the winter time. I know you don't believe me,
"Under the Tuscan Sun" and all, but bone chilling cold could be a more appropriate description.
Our VERY old house does not have working heat. We have a fireplace and a wood burning stove, hence the need for the delivery my guardian angel made to us this week. Look at all that lusciousness. I can almost smell the wood smoke in the air and I am feeling warmer already.
We spent hours and hours stacking our treasure. I felt a bit like a bear getting ready for hibernation...packing away all my little goodies for the winter.
If you are curious about what I will be doing for the next 6 months...it is probably hauling wood and stoking fires, and I am sure I will be telling you all about it!
For those of you who are braving a visit this fall, don't worry...can't you tell I am bound and determined to keep our toes warm?
Some of you may already know this, but it gets cold in these parts in the winter time. I know you don't believe me, "Under the Tuscan Sun" and all, but bone chilling cold could be a more appropriate description.
Our VERY old house does not have working heat. We have a fireplace and a wood burning stove, hence the need for the delivery my guardian angel made to us this week. Look at all that lusciousness. I can almost smell the wood smoke in the air and I am feeling warmer already.
We spent hours and hours stacking our treasure. I felt a bit like a bear getting ready for hibernation...packing away all my little goodies for the winter.
If you are curious about what I will be doing for the next 6 months...it is probably hauling wood and stoking fires, and I am sure I will be telling you all about it!
For those of you who are braving a visit this fall, don't worry...can't you tell I am bound and determined to keep our toes warm?
1 comment:
Great post Laura! Wish I was going to be a Fall visitor. :( I can envision the smell of the smoked wood just like you explained it. Sounds fabulous! The one thing I miss by living in CA. is the change of the seasons. Your wood piles are a fond reminder of my days in the NC Mtns. Enjoy it! xo!
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