Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Return of Smokin' Joe

Last night, Smokin' Joe arrived with a load of firewood. It was cause for celebration. I'd been waiting a month and a half and had resorted to burning driftwood. Some of you may wonder why anyone would need a fire to keep warm in mid-July. Well, maybe you've never been to Haida Gwaii. Last week we had two hot days (24 degrees) and the grocery store ran out of ice. People were complaining about the heat. But today we're back to cold, grey, and windy. Just the way I like it. Sunshine has never been conducive to writing; I get too distracted by my Vitamin D deficiency.

But cold, grey, and windy doesn't seem to be conducive to writing today, either. I thought I'd clean the bathroom but that only took five minutes. There's only so much one can do to clean an outhouse. Throw sawdust in the pit. Sweep up the bits of bark and twigs. Squirt the seat with cleaner.

I could go on about my day because I'm pretty sure no one will ever read this blog. But if they do, they probably won't want to hear about how I hauled enough water to fill the pot that sits on the woodstove, and the drinking water jug. Then there was the kindling splitting, and the soup making.

And now it may finally be time to open that bottle of Beaujolais that will help me dream of France.

Thank you for reading.

6 comments:

  1. don't know if this works or not, i commented last week, but it seems to have vanished!
    hope you enjoyed the vino
    k

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  2. I would suggest a cold canadian root beer to help you dream of Here and Now!

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  3. Oh Smokin Joe! My sister once told me a story about Smokin' Joes truck breaking down with a load of firewood on the back. Rumour has it, he got his limo and was towing the broken down truck behind the limo to deliver the load of wood.
    Good times!

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  4. Smokin Joe - the best razor clam digger on Haida Gwaii and the most generous when it comes to sharing them. Note to author...I for one will open, read and comment on your blog over and over. I will never tire of your writing dear friend. It warms the cockles of this girl's heart. Write on and worry not about those rejection letters. It only takes one to rekindle writing dreams, to re-energize, to recharge creative thoughts. PS: I love how you clean your bathroom. I wish so little would clean so much in mine. Aurevoir for now. C.Bear

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  5. Oh Smokin Joe! My sister once told me a story about Smokin' Joes truck breaking down with a load of firewood on the back. Rumour has it, he got his limo and was towing the broken down truck behind the limo to deliver the load of wood.
    Good times!

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  6. don't know if this works or not, i commented last week, but it seems to have vanished!
    hope you enjoyed the vino
    k

    ReplyDelete