Morning Wood
With apologies to the environment, and with utter disregard for household safety, I fully intend to run my fireplace all winter long. Non stop. 24/7. After this mornings haul and pleasing hours spent splitting timber, I am one step closer to Walden.

“Every man looks at his woodpile with a kind of affection. I loved to have mine before my window, and the more chips the better to remind me of my pleasing work.” – H.D. Thoreau

….”he should lay a split of good oak on the andirons, preferably where there is no furnace, and let it warm his shins while a February blizzard tosses the trees outside. If one has cut, split, hauled, and piled his own good oak, and let his mind work the while, he will remember much about where the heat comes from, and with a wealth of detail denied to those who spend the weekend in town astride a radiator.” – Aldo Leopold