Overheard at Lem's

Deborah wrote...

"Allen, did you give up on corn? I love wood heat. I love the smell of oak piled up by the wood stove."

Funny you should ask - I happen to have photographs of just how organized and efficient AllenS is when it comes to using wood heat: The first shows AllenS' wood burning stove and the chimney that carries the smoke out of his basement.

The next one show how neatly he stacks the firewood against the wall.

This one shows more firewood, also neatly stacked, in another portion of his basement.

He has a walk-in basement so the wood comes in at ground level, gets stacked and burned, and the heat warms his whole house. But for as awesome as all of that is, and from my perspective just stacking wood that neatly is an accomplishment, you have to understand that AllenS hand dug that basement and poured all of that concrete himself, using a cement mixer, not just dialing 1-800-Deliver-a-Truckload-of-Cement.

Hand dug - let that sink in for a while. I know how to operate a shovel pretty well, but that is a mighty undertaking. When one contemplates the amount of labor involved in that job it makes all of the things I have done pale in comparison - that stuff is real right there.  Well done, AllenS - once again you have proved to be the king of gittin' 'er done.

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