|This is what two cords looks like.|
It was clear all night Wednesday night. When I woke up yesterday, I was happy to think of warm sunshine heating me up as I worked. But no, it soon clouded over, trapping the cool air, and preventing the sun from heating me up. It was dispiriting to have to work in such cool air and so dull a day.
I kept thinking about all the fires I’d enjoy next Fall, Winter and Spring, as a way to get myself started yesterday. I reluctantly began as soon as I got back from walking Sheba. Sigh. Starting over at 1 barrow load and hoping to work my way up to 30 of them, fearing that there were that many remaining to do.
I did 5 barrows full and was ready to call it a day. My right arm ached. So, I rested before doing 5 more. Then it was time for lunch. I love my breaks. And I loved seeing the pile diminish. I ate lunch suspecting I had less than 30 barrows full to do to finish.
As I headed out to do barrows 11 to 15, I was not thinking about next Winter’s fires, I was thinking about how good the couch would feel last night. At 1:30, I finished stacking load 15. It was time for a break, and … to celebrate. There were only two more barrows full of big wood to stack. And 2 loads of little pieces that I stacked separately.
I did it. I did it! I even folded up the tarpaulins and put them away. What an epic job, finished! I walked Her Highness and went into the village for cookies. I needed a reward
I don’t light the fire during the days anymore. I do in the morning, to heat up the house after the coolness of the nights. And I light another small fire at dinner time to be cozy warm with my pet buddies as we fade into sleep. That’s what I did last night.
And today is a day off. I have a signing session at 4:00, other than that, I plan to do nada all day today, except to read and relax after two gruelling days of labour—and with more coming next week.