It’s quiet now. All the dogs are outside, all the radios are shut off, and we don’t own a television. Nothing but the gentle sound of the metal radiating heat from its warm bosom. I cut enough wood to last a couple of days. Those old shipping pallets work well as a good mix with my larger rounds of cedar and cottonwood. Now for a cup of coffee as I gaze at the fog circling the mountains.
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