First fire

In September, I could *smell* the wood fire.  Not in my dreams, but because my neighbors had their wood fire going.  I was soooo tempted to join them, but I decided against it. "Jackie, you are tough. You are a Mainer. Your blood is thick. You will not have a fire in September."  Meanwhile, my kids were quivering with cold, but I held strong. No fires in September.

Thankful today is October  Fires are allowed under my weird set of rules in October.

 Plus our first meal cooked on the woodstove this fall. After drooling over this wood cookstove for 3 years, we finally got it. It's so nice to be able to cook and heat simultaneously.

And is there a better place to listen to our audiobooks?  (We just loved the entire Kit Kitridge American Girl Series.  All 8.5 hours of the audio book we loved. We're all thankful we don't live during depression times and we're cooking by fire and listening to audio stuff by choice and not because it's a necessity).

Toasty warm with the wood fire, we're ready for these cooler fall temps.