Today's another blowing day, another day with the trees waving in a gale, snow flying, students emailing me that the weather will keep them out of class. Another day in Madison.
I spent part of the day outside examining my wood pile. Let's call it that, as I took the wheelbarrow to the back yard and filled it from my ever-diminishing pile of firewood, which I thought would last us all winter. I'm not one skilled in estimating wood usage, but I'm spending more time in the house this winter, and it's been a cold one, so we keep stoking that stove, watching the wood flame up and out of the chimney. We've always got one damned warm place in the house. Some cool places too.