Log Fires and Below Zero

I had a good day yesterday. A local farmer came with his Landrover and brought me a trailer load of logs. Must have been well over a ton. He dropped them on the driveway outside my back door and then waved good bye. Hard working farmers are always busy.

 I got my wheelbarrow and started to ferry them across the lawn into  the nearest polytunnel. And then the heavens opened and didn't it rain. It took me just over an hour to stack them all in the dry. Wet through to the skin but so chuffed to get the job completed. 

Not so long after the sun came out for a few moments - (yeah I know) - and brought with it the most fabulous sunset. Two gifts in one day.





I woke up this morning to minus 6 and ice on the insides of my window.

Like this



                                    and this

But soon had my Rayburn lit and a roaring log fire in my 'front room'

All toasty.
It was a good day yesterday.

Epiphany

Have just been reading Elizabeth at Welsh Hills Again 's reflective blog. The weather in this little part of the world as well was pretty cold last night. Ground rock hard and parts of the single track road, a sheet of glass. And a feeling as though the winter could well go on for ever. But the sun shone today and in a sheltered part, I noticed we had some daffodil bulbs struggling through. Even when you can't see a lot, it's still all going on there under the frozen earth and some day soon .......