They are calling for a big freeze this weekend so we couldn't put off cleaning the chimney any longer. The Mister's been dragging his feet about it even though he's been freezing in the lower level at night. Truth be told, this will be his last year doing it. He's just too old. I'll be calling a chimney cleaner from now on. He scared me to death up there and even he admits it was a bit much.
There's a lot to the upkeep, inside and out. Like everything else around here, it takes teamwork. He's on the roof and I'm down below dealing with the soot.
It's dirty work for both of us. We look like chimney sweeps when we are done.
It doesn't look very clean but it's better than it was. It still needs a good polish but we can now have a fire if we need one.
Cleaning the stove is one thing. Bringing up wood is another. We've had a lot of wet weather lately so finding dry wood and kindling wasn't easy. Lucky for us I had a stash put away in the fleece shed all summer that I was going to use in my fire pit but never did. It should last us until the sun dries out the wood we pulled out of the stacks to dry.
After the day's work we took Pup for a short walk and found this waiting for us on the boardwalk. I couldn't believe my eyes until I realized next week is Thanksgiving and they light the dang thing the day after. Where does the time go?