chilling

It's finally gotten chilly, with hints of winter. The wind was picking up the other day, blowing the stones off the tarp and exposing my stash of materials for living with a wood stove. On top was the log slice that we carried down from Nagano, after M's dad insisted we select one from the shop that is doing the arrangements for putting in our stove. I haven't even got a splitting axe yet, but I've got this great slab to do it on.

Underneath are some posts from the old house that I'll use to build a frame to stack the wood fuel. M's dad has already cut and aged a pile of apple wood that we'll pick up later this month when we go up to help pick the apples from their tree, and that should help us get our stove life up and running.