Good Morning. Current temperature…. 5 degrees.
It’s practically a heat wave from some of the 20 below days we have had of recent.
This morning…. I thought I would give you a little dose of Minnesota.
Throughout the last month as I have been reading some of the blog posts out there I have seen posts about biking, or enjoying the cooler temps of 60 and 70 degrees…. on one post I even read that the blogger went to the beach for Christmas.
The beach.
I do love to think of where you are all reading this post from… sitting in your homes or offices all over the world. Grasp that thought for a moment. Doesn’t that just blow you away?
Here is a little piece of my Minnesota around this time of year. We heat our home with wood, but not a fireplace in our home. What we have is a wood stove that sits out behind our home and in front of our business. The wood stove heats water that runs through pipes and heats our home and our business with hot water. For us it is cost efficient as my husband owns an excavating company and we get much of the wood for free when we clear lots for new homes.
This time of year when it is really cold like it has been lately it is a lot of work to keep the stove temperature up. My hubby goes to bed around 8 pm (I know – he keeps such odd hours!) and fills the stove then. I am usually up until about midnight and before I go to bed I go and fill it again so the temperature stays nice and warm until Al (hubby) gets up at around 5 am (hey I told you he kept odd hours) and fills it and goes to work.
Here is the visual for all you readers out there of me filling the stove at midnight:
- First I put on a heavy winter coat, gloves, and hubby’s boots (mine are too darn cute to wear to the wood stove!)
- Next I drive down to the stove (yes, I drive! Its cold and dark and the headlights help me see the woodpile!)
- I then proceed to grab wood off the pile (the pieces I can lift) and toss them into the mouth of this huge wood stove
- If I am lucky I do not singe my hair…. but usually… I do singe my hair. (So annoying)
- Once I am done I drive back to the house smelling like a piece of beef jerky
There you have it. My life is not all the warm lovely pictures of me in my home with a book…. nope the reality this time of year is big coat, big man boots, red nose, singed hair….odd smoky smell that seems to be…me
(I bet now you know why I LOVE LOVE LOVE summer so much!)
SO for giggles…. if you comment on this post tell me where you are at this morning. (State or country and actual spot you are commenting from: IE. Chicago: home office)
In my case that answer would be: Minnesota: kitchen table






























