[Sundae]

Blackwaterfoot on the way back.
And a welcoming fire at the Limeys'.

Limes was ever so good to me.
Well she was in all aspects, but particularly in respect of the fire.

I used to have an open fire, and let the male visitors to the house take care of it. Not because I am a weak and silly woman, but because I am a manipulative one. The deal was they could build and light the fire, but only if they cleaned it out thoroughly beforehand.

Then again, I cooked for them in return, so I guess it was all gender-role-playing after all.

Anyway, Limey understood my need for crackle-crackle-burn-burn and heaped on wood for my benefit alone. Now she and Mr Limey are snowed in I feel guilty at the profligate use of wood I urged her into.