With indoor temps in the mid-forties, I lit the first woodstove fire this morning.
That usually happens in late October or early November, and by now it’s usually standard routine. I’ve been using the bedroom heater for over a month, after heartlessly evicting a single mother of color and her infant children into the cold. But only very sparingly, usually not even tweaking the thermostat*.
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*And may I add, I believe the humble thermostat to be one of the great inventions of western civilization.
May your mild Autumn be followed by a similarly mild Winter.