Wishing for a fire

The part of NZ I live in is disturbingly reliant on electricity. When it all turns to custard one day it will be tricky if it's cold.

I have a dream of having a small, efficient wood burner. My council allows fires so maybe one day it will shift from dream to reality. In the meantime it's the heat pump. Not my favourite but it keeps me warm and at this point that's the main thing.

Today's gratitude: That I reached beyond my shyness and spoke to someone I recognised. We are both the richer for it.