It wasn't until I was sitting with my morning cup of coffee that I saw the reflections of my neighbour's woodpile in the glass pane of our french windows door that leads into our sun room. I knew it was a reflection as the woodpile cannot be seen from the direction I was sitting in. The subject of the reflection is a fairly important winter matter. The weather forecast today announced a temperature of -9 degrees C with a wind chill equivalent value of a -29 degrees C... brr, If I had a wood furnace in our basement I wouldn't want to run out of fuel ( such as my neighbou's woodpile.) We have an oil furnace but I grew up with wood heat, and there is nothing like it on those freezing cold winter days. So the reflection in my window today warmed me and brought back memories of warming myself in front of the old potbellied wood stoves on those long ago winter mornings.
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