I love wood fires. Watching the flames. The smell of the burning wood. Chopping up a downed tree. Splitting the wood. Swinging a maul. The smell of freshly split wood. I even like stacking firewood.
If I had to use wood fires to survive, I would probably get sick of the process. Since I only have to spend a few days a year on firewood, it is fun instead of work.
This past week was great for gathering and splitting wood. There was a nice dusting of snow on the ground and it wasn't too cold. Restocking Fox Island's supply of firewood was a nice change from regular work.