Wood has turned out to be of unexpected significance during my epic stay in New Zealand. I recently returned to the crib after having spent six weeks off the grid at Cloud 9, a vacation house down the street with only a wood-burning stove as its heat source! I was generously provided with a huge shed of already chopped wood, but eventually I had to wield the ax to make some small pieces with which to start the morning fire. Here's how it all played out, the scent of fresh wood mingling with my SOTD:
Frédéric Malle Une Rose
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