Looking at the picture, you would think I was shining an orange light on the stove. But that’s the metal glowing from the heat inside. This winter’s achievement is becoming adept at cooking on this stove, small as it is.
Looking at the picture, you would think I was shining an orange light on the stove. But that’s the metal glowing from the heat inside. This winter’s achievement is becoming adept at cooking on this stove, small as it is.
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john,
i’ve been secretly, until now, admiring your occasional commentary on daily living in the Catskills. I love the samovar reference, providing you both heat and nourishment through your own effort. keep doing what you do, and, perhaps i’ll share more, too.
a writer’s life is constant attention to everything he is able to embrace, conjure-up and share.
with admiration and affection,
ed