I probably would have held out longer, living in a sweater, but HW started the first fire of the season. On the eve of October. Cozy:)
The last week of September had days as hot as any of the middle of summer, then a powerful rainstorm and the temperatures cut in half for this week, and frost on the way.
It was a big day. Just two days back from Cuba and two major list items checked off already.
We heaved the monstrously heavy “big stove” into the barn from the house: it is a more appropriate size for the space, and it can keep up with the current air loss, so tonight was the first time the barn has really seen room temperature in the winter. Aka, the first time I walked about the barn dressed normally for indoor conditions.
I hooked up the propane cookstove, which effectively completes a functioning kitchen, although I am not posting a picture of it. It is a kitchen which will never be featured in Better Homes and Gardens, despite delightful and fashionable key lime countertop. I’m surprisingly excited about having an oven and stove, considering how little I believe I enjoy cooking. I had a very festive grilled cheese sandwich to celebrate. Yesterday when I had a disappointing “raw” cheese sandwich, I felt very motivated to finally get that propane stove working.
And I bottled wine. Little-known potentialities of amateur wine bottling events include: hosing the room down with a siphon gone wild, attempting to fill a bottle that was already full (causing wine geyser), and “sprinting” with wine wet feet down the (laminate floor) hall for another empty bottle when I came up one short. Continue reading One giant leap for Selkakind