Chilly

A sure sign of winter occurred this morning - frost on the window of the truck.  My wood supply has been ordered, now to clean out the stove pipe.  I was able to get through last winter pretty much on wood alone without touching the thermostat.  If I stoked the stove before I went to bed, then once in the middle of the night, and again before going to work I was okay.  The place would be cold when I got home from work, but the dogs could huddle together on the sofa to keep warm, the little couch potatoes.  Cooking casseroles in my gas oven heats up the apartment very nicely.  I love cold weather as it reminds me why I raise wool, that miracle fiber that breathes, insulates us, feels so good, and is so beautiful to look at.