Ha! Just what I needed to do, another post about woodstoves! Friday, Sprocket and I spent the night up at the cabin. I took pizza, a bottle of wine, and How To Be A Woman. And extra blankets.
It poured down rain. Freaking poured. I drank my wine and read the book, glancing up to look out the window at the weather. I huddled under blankets and layers and layers of clothing. It was COLD. And it got dark early. So I read in bed with a flashlight.
The wind whipping around the cabin was pretty awesome. We’re on a ridge top and really exposed so it howls around you as you’re sleeping under the eaves. In the morning I was really confused by what looked like condensation on the windows. The place is definitely NOT sealed yet so there shouldn’t be any condensation in that big building from just Sprocket and I.
Ice. That is ICE coating the outside of my windows! The fog and rain froze to them. So freaking weird. (Actually, it reminded me of Little House In The Big Woods where Laura looks at the frost patterns, but maybe that’s just me.)
Then, I get outside and look up and it snowed on Sunset and Granite Peaks. The snow missed me by about three hundred feet in elevation. Brrr!
So I’m currently shopping for the cathedral ceiling kit for the woodstove so it can be sitting here waiting for F to come home to install it. It’s so pretty up there, all we need is for there to be some cozy heat as well!
**Addendum: I just realized this might be read as complaining about F being not here working on the cabin. He’s off working crazy hard in North Dakota for us and I can’t complain. I’m just really looking forward to cozy evenings up there!