Every year I do a bit of titrivating to the garden, much the way I used to rearrange furniture in different rooms; next year, I say, I want peonies over there and maybe a bit of poppy for color...
and next year thats what I do. This year however we have raised the bar a bit, and instead of replanting peonies and scaring the daylights out of unsuspecting jonquils when the new neighbors move in next door, we have decided that stove A (parlor stove) really needs to be in the dining room and stove B (log burner) really needs to be in the parlor.
From there it's like a rock dropped in a still pond.
In order to make this work properly, we have to change the kind and amounts of wood we will be using, and make a space for the new shorter stuff so that its easily accessible and more plentiful. Before this, we just culled out short bits and stored them on the attic stairs. This year we are actually buying quantities, and it needs to be separate, and will be living on the porch. and arent you all fascinated by this. It will also be dumped on my lovely lawn. sob.
We got more long wood last year than we could use, so we have to explain to the wood guy in short words and with a lot of arm waving and pointing, that no no we need short chunks and then 16-18" stuff. 12 cords total. Then he tells me how much that will be and I go in the house and have a nervous breakdown.
And of course due to global warming last winter was, by some accounts, one of the mildest on record (whose record, and which southern tropical island did they take the readings from)--it was so mild that Florida had snow and Louisiana got to practice driving sidways in snow with one foot on the brake and one on the gas...and we had such a mild winter that we actually burnt 13 cords of wood. three years ago we were averaging 8 to 9.