Please disregard the clutter and focus on the candlelit mantel, please.I have never been the possessor of a real fireplace before. The last two homes sported wood-stoves. Do not try displaying a candle near a wood-stove.
It's been tried.
Anyway, Hubby was triumphant this afternoon when we tested to new insert and IT WORKED.
We have had all sorts of trouble getting an updraft from the flue, which dictated a higher chimney pipe.
We were so very blessed to have a few extra hands on deck yesterday, so now we have the tallest, skinniest stove-pipe in town. I hope Santa has been following that low-fat diet Mrs. Claus has him on.
The bridge crew is not satisfied with completing the bridge (it opened last Friday when I was out-of-town!). They insist on pulling into my temporary driveway and shooting straw all over the place.
Luke mouthed "Hi Nancy" as he held this hose like a machine gun and proceeded to make it snow hay.
Yesterday was the second of December and some crazy lady decided to take her kayak out for a spin. Up the river and past the railroad bridge....one last big hoo-rah before the Long Winter.Now her kayak is sleeping in the barn, resting up for more water adventures in the spring.
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