Warmed Twice


We seem to be running behind this season. The harvest is running late due to rain….the grandson came two weeks after his due date and we are cutting wood for the winter season way later than is normal for us.

Usually we try to have wood cutting done in the spring so we can just check that off our list of things to do. This year, due to surgeries, that did not happen. By the time we had both recovered from those surgeries we were full tilt into summer stuff to do.

Things like lawn mowing, gardening, weeding, lawn mowing, walking beans, lawn mowing etc. just seemed to need doing more than wood needed cutting. We are now at that point in time where we can no longer put it off.

We are in that season where the weather can change from one day to the next….sunny one day and snowing the next. We have had our first hard freeze so we know it will really not be long before we do hit the winter season.

We have also had several cold rainy days where we were scrounging around for wood to put in the wood stove to take the chill out of the house. The last couple days we have had a break in the rain so it became time to go cut wood.


Wood cutting was chilly and wet this morning and I was feeling a little cold and miserable. My husband had to remind me that heating your house with wood warms you twice. I think he is right because as you are cutting and hauling wood it warms you and once you put it in the wood stove and light it up, you are warmed once again.

I must say that there is something wonderful about seeing that fire in the stove and feeling the warmth it produces. I am quite sure, by the end of the heating season, I will not feel quite the same way. I will be sick of sweeping up bits of twigs, bark and ashes. I will be ready for the warmth of spring and summer.

After re-reading that last paragraph I am beginning to see why time goes faster the older I get. It seems I am wishing my seasons away. That might be a lesson for me to slow down and just enjoy the season I am presently in.

Even though there are uncomfortable parts of those seasons, I guess I should really relish the good parts. There are exceptional parts to each season and I may have to stop and look for those parts.

Changing seasons are so much like life. Good and bad all rolled into one.Β  The choice is to decide what we are going to focus on…the good or the bad.

I think I will choose to enjoy the damp mornings that smell of fallen leaves melting into the grass….mornings cloaked in that peculiar stillness that is the season of autumn.

My choice will be to stand, at night, on my porch and listen to the sound of the combines in the fields and dryers running to dry corn in the bins.

It will be a good thing to see the fog roll up from the river on a frosty morning and hear the lonesome sound of geese as they fly….following instincts that take them to warmer places for the winter.

I will choose to delight in the cool nights where I can sit by the warm wood stove and drink my tea. I will try to remember the joy of being “warmed twice”……and I will close my eyes, sip my tea, and be grateful.

β€œOne can enjoy a wood fire worthily
only when he warms his thoughts by it as well as his hands and feet.”
Odell Shepherd


36 thoughts on “Warmed Twice

  1. bcparkison says:

    There is notheing like a wood fire. When my husband got sick my son brought his wood stove here . He thought it would be easier on his dad not to have the “big logs” that the fireplace required. Troy was thinking ” Let’s take the stove back out. ” And we did miss the fireplace fire. The stove does heat more efficiently but it just isn’t the same. With him now gone I am thinking the same thing. But…my sons will probably over ride my thoughts.

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      We love our woodstove. It is a soap stone that has a glass in the front so we can see the fire….best of both worlds.
      It is good to be cared for but I have a feeling I will not like it either when my sons decide to override what I like for my good…..

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      • thechickengrandma says:

        My in laws are in their upper 80’s and in their own home. My sister in law went and cleaned out their big freezer because much of the food was getting old. I told my husband that I am putting a padlock on my freezer down the road so the kids can’t get into it lol.

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  2. beeorganizedwithpamela says:

    I can almost smell the sawdust and chainsaw oil! What fond memories this brings me. We choose our house based on the fact it has a fireplace outside! See living in Arizona fireplaces are not getting much use inside but outside is a different story! I love the smell of a fire and the sounds are so soothing. But there is no cutting down trees for us. Thank you for sharing!

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      You are so welcome Pamela! My husband and I were laughing as we cut wood because we know this winter people will tell us we smell so good….like wood smoke. We get so used to the smell that we don’t even notice anymore. I love our woodstove as we can see the fire through a glass window in it.

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  3. thecobweboriumemporium says:

    We ‘season’ our wood here in the UK, and so because of that it smokes less, and it doesn’t soot up the chimney in the way unseasoned wood does. Where we live a large majority of folks have woodburners and you can tell the ones who haven’t seasoned their wood because they’re chimneys are smoking like billy ho, and boy do they smell! I can’t go walking when they’ve got their smokey wood burners lit because it brings on problems which makes me feel like I’m breathing through a thick wet blanket, and turns my voice into a hoarse squeak.

    But in general, I like the look of real fires. As a child, we had a real fire – coal burning fire – and I loved nothing more than to sit and watch the flames. It could mesmerise me and I would eventually drop off into sleep. Can’t think of a nicer way to fall asleep.

    I remember, with fondness, my dad trying to ‘draw’ the fire by putting a sheet of broadsheet newspaper over the ‘hole’ of the fire. Cutting the story short, my mother never let my father forget that he’d burned her brand new carpet with the bits of fly-away paper which had set on fire and came to rest at the side of the hearth. He even bought her a rug to try to cover the little burn spots, which worked … until she would take the rug out for beating on the line outside. The burn marks would jump out then and I could feel her sadnes overwhelm her as she stood and saw them again.

    Ahhh .. you’ve brought back fond memories of real fires. (Including toasting bread, and British Crumpets on a fork in front of the fire during the winter months).
    ~ Cobs. x

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  4. Al says:

    This made me want to visit you and sit by the stove and chat. However, since we still have a few weeks of fairly good beach weather left, I’ll put it off. See you guys in January….

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  5. Deb says:

    Sometimes it’s not easy to see the positive and bright side of things but there is one! I loved how your husband said it warms twice…has he ever thought of writing his own blog…hehe. I lived with my sister for a year and she had a wood stove. I remember us cutting the wood, stacking it outside, bringing in a bunch and stacking that inside. At night my brother-in-law would stock up the stove to burn overnight. I slept upstairs right above it and I would be sweating half the night and then wake up freezing in the morning!! I will take delight in your soothing take on it but I have to be honest I really love turning the thermostat up or down when I want to be warmer or cooler! You do make it sound oh so romantic though. So kudos to you Faye!! πŸ™‚ And you are right, we need to appreciate the season we are in rather than wanting the next one. Fall is all about pumpkins, pies, beautiful rich colored leaves, geese flying south as you said, blustery windy days readying us for winter, pies, football, sweaters, comfy blankets, pies, mums, shorter days, pies, stews, wonderful kitchen smells, pies!! hehe πŸ˜‰ Lovely post!! Love the sentiment.

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      Thank you so much Deb. I must confess I am not particularly crazy about waking up to a cold bedroom either!
      Just picked the rest of the pumpkins today…love how they look in my wheelbarrow.
      LOL on my husband writing a blog. He always says he spells phonetically so his blog would have some interesting spelling! I just love quoting him because he is a very common-sense kind of man.

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      • Deb says:

        Oh I bet the pumpkins look so festive and autumn…did you know they make great pies…hehe.
        Oh your husband’s blog would be such fun to read!! He does sound like a very common-sense man, reminds me of my Dad. πŸ™‚

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      • thechickengrandma says:

        I always plant the small sugar pumpkins that are good for pie. They make amazing bars and breads also.
        I have a feeling my husband would blog about IH tractors, squirrels, rabbits, travelings back roads, guns, and ballistic tables lol. It would be interesting!!

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  6. susieshy45 says:

    Just read this post now. Was traveling the whole of last week.
    Loved your post but sad that you don’t enjoy the cold weather. I rather wish we had cold weather oftener where we live. It is just the case of the grass being greener on the other side and not appreciating what I have, in hand.
    Love your wood fire thoughts and how they warm up your heart twice over – also felt a little sad at your comment that your ” freezer might be padlocked” before anyone could get in.
    I have cleaned up my mother in law’s refrigerator, freezer, cupboards, and store room a few times but now I feel I might have been insensitive. I will be more careful in the future.
    My grandmother deteriorated and fast ever since she was told to keep out of the kitchen as she might hurt herself there and that would be more trouble. Kitchen work was the only work she knew and being kept away from it broke her heart and perhaps her spirit.

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      You are right Susie…it is hard to know how best to help our aging relatives. We want them safe…but are we hurting their spirit? I think if they had been included in cleaning out the freezer they would have flt useful.
      I don’t hate winter…but when it gets below zero it is so cold! And it is hard on the chickens and other farmers livestock. It IS a good time to sit by the fire and read, do Bible study, and have a cup of tea!

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      • susieshy45 says:

        Yes, so it is. My father in law drives a car around town- he must be the only 87 year old to do so – he loves fast and furious driving. His children keep telling him to keep a driver and take it slow but I tell my husband to not take the pleasure out of his life by banning his driving.

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