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February 04, 2019


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A touching story. I always liked the fireplace at my parent's cabin on Roberts Lake, Wisconsin. Though it was a challenge getting started sometimes. If the damper inside the flue wasn't adjusted just right, smoke would come billowing into the room. My first apartment in Boulder had a wood burning fireplace that I especially enjoyed on a cold winter day. There were restrictions on some days because of poor air quality. And I always enjoy a campfire in the evening.

Kathy Kaiser

Thanks, Brent. It's always a challenge for me to get the fire going, although I've gotten better at it over time.


I'm with you! I love the warmth, sounds and visuals of a woodfire. In Wisconsin, a fire is also great because it dries out the wet, cold air. In our home on the coast we have a gas burning "wood stove"--sigh, but we can't burn wood here. Thank you for including us in your cabin journal.

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