Ah yes! We heated with wood for 30+ years. It’s all that you say. Loved the fall routine of cutting wood, splitting logs. Stacking. The kids would bring in wood before school. Now we have a gas fireplace. Easier but…miss the crackling (real) fire!
Living in California, we have learned to guard against the tiniest spark when the land is dry. We've had so much rain lately that we have relaxed a bit, but I don't think I've associated fire with comfort in a long time. Thank you for the beautiful reminder. It is to be respected and feared—and also enjoyed.
You'll be glad to know that US boy scouts can get a Merit Badge for fire-building.
I saw one test, and the first stage was using a match. Kids don't know how to use matches these days.
Ah yes! We heated with wood for 30+ years. It’s all that you say. Loved the fall routine of cutting wood, splitting logs. Stacking. The kids would bring in wood before school. Now we have a gas fireplace. Easier but…miss the crackling (real) fire!
Living in California, we have learned to guard against the tiniest spark when the land is dry. We've had so much rain lately that we have relaxed a bit, but I don't think I've associated fire with comfort in a long time. Thank you for the beautiful reminder. It is to be respected and feared—and also enjoyed.
So beautifully said! And that image of Jesse!