
Out
here at the trailer in Kayenta we stay at, and most of the other homes,
Coal/Wood Stoves are the norm. I grew up with Daddy using the wood
burner in the basement, but he never taught me out to run it. Rob grew
up having used a coal stove as a teen. It has been hard but fun
relearning the old art of keeping a stove running through the night, but
we are getting there.

I
always as a child told my parents that most likely I would be living
where I needed to have a wood/coal stove. I use to pretend to gather
wood. I never guessed how hard it would really be. To make sure the
wood pile stays dry, and how painful it can be to carry a big pile
inside in my arms. The worst was when I got a blast of coal smoke in
the face when we had to adjust the coals, and learned some were still
hot. Good fire place tools would be such a blessing to both Robby and me
right now.
~
Traveller Gal, out!
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