Sunday, November 15, 2009

Yes, we need one of these.

There is of course a huge joy in living somewhere which is actually warm: you get to stay warm for a start. Which is one of the reasons why we moved to where we are: we simply cannot be dealing with the snow, cold and gloom that we went through when we lived in Moscow (that's the one in Russia, not the one in Idaho). However, one of the little things about the world is that places which are generally warm are not always warm: thus the need for a firewood rack.

Yes, of course, this should be obvious, that while a climate may be warmer there is still the cycle of the seasons and so there will be times of year which are colder than others. And it's also true that when you move to such a warmer climate you adjust your expectations: what would be a balmy warm day to a northerner will have us shivering in our overcoats. So being in a "warm" place does not mean that one avoids the need for heating and thus log racks and fireplaces and all the other accoutrements.

But there is more to it than just this. If you're in a traditionally built house in such a warm area (as we are) then the house has been built to deal with the predominant weather: warm. Which means that when it turns cold, as it will do for some small part of the year, the house really isn't built for it at all. No one around here has central heating for example (and absolutely no one has AC) simply because that's not how the houses are built. Which means that we all have great cast iron stoves which we load up with wood for those couple of months of the year when it is cold: and thus the need for a firewood rack. In fact, I just had a tonne of orange wood (from the orchard over the road) delivered and will be, when I've finished this, be loading up the rack with it.

Flipping the central heating switch may be easier, but it's no where near as much fun.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Whadda girl!

Hat's off everyone to Teanne Harris. Not only is she a redhead who likes her food (the best kind of course) she has a heart of gold.

When her love rat of a fiance jilted her 6 days before her wedding she didn't simply junk the wedding reception. Given that it was Halloween themed anyway she simply invited over the next door old folks home for a Halloween party.

What was it those folks were saying about what you had to make if life offered only lemons?

Once more to the stores my friends!

Or rather, if not once more to the stores my friends, once more to the shopping site on the internet. For it is time in our renovation of this house and garden for us to be looking at outdoor patio furniture. And that means that we need to have both a large selection and great prices: all for the very best of quality of course.

This is the thing about living in a warm climate: what you have as your outdoor patio furniture can actually be more important than what you have inside: for you're likely to spend longer outside than you are in. Who really worried all that much about what you sit on for 40 minutes watching the evening news: what you're going to use for hours as you sit outside is vastly more important. Thus the care with which I have been tasked with buying our outdoor patio furniture. Nothing must be allowed to go wrong, nothing must be allowed to damage this experience which is, after all, what we moved south for.

Actually, the responsibility makes me slightly nervous: it would be better if she who must be obeyed would share the decision making (and thus any blame) but then I know I'm in good hands with my possible selections of outdoor patio furniture....something you can see by simply clicking through any of the links. I know I'm going to get the required price and quality, it's just the choice that's causing the problem.

Is this what the economists call the paradox of choice? That too much choice of what I want makes me unhappy? Could be I suppose but I'm sure I'll get over it. Now then, which design do I want in which color?