Today, as soon as the tide falls far enough for me to hike the bay, I’ll head to the ferry terminal to pick up Michelle. At that point, my hermit life of the past two weeks ends.
A few days last week were clear, crisp and dry. Like a large, crazed, and possibly hyperthyroid Easter Bunny, I began stashing piles of firewood rounds at various places around the property. The push for next winter’s firewood has begun.
I enter the season well positioned—better, in fact, than ever before. My diligence last year paid off well. We heated the cabin using an auxiliary firewood pile, overflow from the wood shed’s capacity, up until December, when we finally began using the shed’s supply. We managed this even though we began heating the cabin on colder days in August, and burned in earnest by at least mid-September.
Here at the beginning of April, we still have a good supply of wood. It seems to be enough to see us through the remaining burning season, which may extend till the first of June, but might end much sooner. Continue reading 'Quest for Firewood'»