November 28th and we have not yet had to turn on the furnace, excellent! Our little wood stove easily deals with the mild November we have had. Last year we made it through the winter with one tank of oil, granted it was a mild winter, but, I am hopeful of a repeat.
This is the morning ritual of praying to the wood stove god, a being of immense power and pleasure to Daisy. Daisy sets up her vigil in the same spot each morning, silently staring in an almost hypnotic trance at the great black bringer of warmth.