A home for wood

As the projects around the house slow down I've been able to turn my attention outward to the yard.  Several years ago I had built a Japanese style Ofuro soaking tub that has been giving me great pleasure ever since.  The water is heated via a wood stove that has a built in water jacket.  Thermal convection provides the flow.  It's simple, attractive and still works when the power goes out, in fact it provides emergency bathing during prolonged outages.  I'd been keeping the fire wood for that stove piled on the concert slab next to the stove & tub, covered with a tarp.  

After several years of tapping the firewood and not having the direst wood to boot, I decided to build a small wood shed.  

Since the tub was a Japanese style I decided to try to mimic Japanese buildings.  The result is so much more pleasing esthetically than a crumpled tarp and the wood stays dry and rot free.  

So the fire wood is much better off with it's on purpose built home.  It seems that some things need a home, or perhaps the very idea of "home" is so ingrained in us that we naturally assign "homeness" to the happy places where we store our stuff.  

Sun

Earth

Mother

Our body

Dwelling

Sub-dwellings

There is a Devine in there too, perhaps all of it.  Our life is what we see, what we believe and what we make of it, as best we can.  

Soaking in warm, calm water, under a wide open sky with the sent of wood smoke wafting by.  Oh my, that is one of the best ways to enjoy ones place in the universe.  It's also coincidentally a great place to drive the planet from.