In the forest the days are sharp blue and the nights dip below freezing. Every morning someone has to get up first and crawl out from under the covers into the icy dawn light, start the woodstove, make the coffee, haul water for the little tank under the littler kitchen sink. (Before the apocalypse: Chop wood, carry water. After the apocalypse: Chop wood, carry water.) The hardware stores are closed now and it’s possible we will need to make the wood we have last for a long time. But every day feels a little more like spring.
new moon
new moon
new moon
In the forest the days are sharp blue and the nights dip below freezing. Every morning someone has to get up first and crawl out from under the covers into the icy dawn light, start the woodstove, make the coffee, haul water for the little tank under the littler kitchen sink. (Before the apocalypse: Chop wood, carry water. After the apocalypse: Chop wood, carry water.) The hardware stores are closed now and it’s possible we will need to make the wood we have last for a long time. But every day feels a little more like spring.