At the beginning of winter, I take a long look at the wood ranks waiting to heat the house. The oil-burning furnace gets used about one hour every day, and then only until the wood fire is brought back up in the morning.
In just a few days, we've gone from long warm autumn to a seasonal chill. The wood stove is lit, and I've filled it with snags of cherry - the knotty bits and pieces that are the butt end of our cherry firewood.
Firewood is interesting stuff. It often contains serendipitous pieces for crafting.