A quick catch up. The living room construction was far more disruptive than I imagined it would be. I'm still catching up. The skirting boards have been purchased and I've spent this week figuring out how to stain them, now that it cannot be done out-of-doors. I tried putting a space heater in the basement to get the temp to round 60F but it's way too insufficient. That has made me dream about getting another wood stove for the basement... ooh, the expense. There is another chimney with access in the basement, so it would be most doable. I'll keep my eyes open. I think the space is about 24' x 36', entirely open, and soon to be completely empty because it's too damp to keep anything down there. But for now I've decided to use the spare room/craft room, upstairs, which can easily be brought up to 60F with a small heater. That room is closed off during the winter to make heating my room and the main rooms easier. But I don't think it gets below 50 in there as a rule, nothing a space heater can't warm. Besides, I only need a few hours of ambient temps to get these boards stained.
I am doing a tiny bit of spinning, next post will have pics. And just a smidge of knitting, pics to come.
Second sock is in the works but has spent most of the past few weeks lounging on the center table in the living room.
My Christmas mushrooms are all painted and finished, so garlands can be made. Visuals in the next post.
I'm dying to open the tin containing the Christmas cake to have a whiff, but I'll wait. Won't be long now.
The soap I made in late summer has cured to being useable. I love it. Dare I say it's my new favorite recipe?
It's that time of year again... the wood stove is lit. Oh so cozy.
11 p.m. I just went out to get some wood for the stove. The frosty air splashes the face, smelling salts pale. Deep breath in. The tall wheat-colored and brown grasses and skeletons of Goldenrod glisten, jeweled with frost. The stars twinkle. The cold clears the air. It's very quiet. Last night I heard a Barred Owl across the road when I went to fetch the mail after dark. I wonder if it's nearby this evening. Sometimes I think I should put a wood box in the house and fill it during the day so I don't have to go out at 11 pm for more wood. But I'd lose this beautiful experience. I probably will get one, but not let it stop me from going out to drink deeply of this world's beauty.
