Sort of Rose.
It's been cold and quite windy for the last couple of days. Wind chill in the low to mid-teens. At least the house is well insulated. The heater I bought doesn't seem to be big enough for any room other than the bathroom. At least the toilet seat is warm.
I have all of the well seasoned firewood in the house or waiting on the porch. That's about a face cord of wood ready to burn. I have more in the racks outside but it still too green to burn. There are a few standing dead ash trees on my property and the state land. I don't think that I can take any wood from the state land. That land is also crawling with hunters right now so I'm avoiding the area. I'm keeping the worst of the chill off for now. I'm happy that the pipes haven't froze yet.
I'm trying to get a loan from the credit union so I can get a furnace. My credit stinks so I don't have much hope there. They call that "house rich" and "cash poor".
The gold finches have returned. The thistle feeder has been occupied all day. I love seeing those little birds. I like seeing all birds and critters that come to the feeders.