You heard me. Three winters. Last year the propane bill was so outrageous, they decided to do something about it. Hence the stove.
In order to install the stove, they had to finish the hardwood floor in the section where it was going to go. They'd already put the boards in, it was just a matter of giving it a few coats of polyurethane. I got to see it for the first time on Thanksgiving day:
Oh, my goodness. I want this floor.
Here's a shot of the dining room on another day from another angle:
I want my hair the color of that floor. I should have taken one just of the floor itself, but didn't think of that until right now.
I was hoping to get one of the stove in action, but totally misunderstood how long it was going to be before it's operational. Not for a week or two. Maybe if I visit sometime this winter I'll get a shot of it. But instead, here's the view off of the porch this morning.
Trees and snow everywhere, from all sides. Here's another one, with the wrought-iron dinner bell I gave Mom as a birthday present a while back:
Side note: Last day of NaBloPoMo! I did it! Yay!
1 comment:
Stacy says:
GORGEOUS pictures! When do I move in?
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