Nickel Farm

While drinking my customary quart of water before eating breakfast, I am catching up on my journal. I noticed a strong chemical odor in the room, which, at fist, I thought was coming from the burning wood. Wrong! It was my wet work gloves starting to burn on the stove where I had placed them to dry out. Probably toxic fumes I am breathing – aghhhhh!

Later in the day, I continued my wood gathering project. I worked into the dark and hauled a whole trailer load of wood home. I parked the loaded trailer in my driveway for the night.