Some winter photos from off the grid, and an essay on the joys of chopping and stacking firewood
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Jim, heading down to the brook. I must admit, we didn’t take the whole polar vertex warning seriously here. It’s been an extremely mild winter for the most part, although Sunday a big Nor’easter blew through and dumped 30 centimetres of snow. We figured we’d be trapped back here for a few days with our 2.25-kilometre “lane,” a former logging road, but around seven p.m. the dogs started barking. Lo and behold, the plowing service, a couple of cowboys in a pick-up truck with a blade, made sure we were good to go.
Some winter photos from off the grid, and an essay on the joys of chopping and stacking firewood
Some winter photos from off the grid, and an…
Some winter photos from off the grid, and an essay on the joys of chopping and stacking firewood
Jim, heading down to the brook. I must admit, we didn’t take the whole polar vertex warning seriously here. It’s been an extremely mild winter for the most part, although Sunday a big Nor’easter blew through and dumped 30 centimetres of snow. We figured we’d be trapped back here for a few days with our 2.25-kilometre “lane,” a former logging road, but around seven p.m. the dogs started barking. Lo and behold, the plowing service, a couple of cowboys in a pick-up truck with a blade, made sure we were good to go.