At last, one we could enter. After hours (maybe 8) of stoking the fire it was warm - inside the wood stove. The fire eventually went out and in the morning the fire building and stoking resumed apace. I say "apace" all the time.
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i miss your blog so i just go back and reread old ones! :)
Ah, winter. I wish I can experience it at least once. You see, I live in a tropical country, so it's always warm here. Not that I'm complaining. It's comfortable here it's just the snow looks inviting. But I heard that it's freezing. Nevermind, I still want to try playing with it once.
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