It’s 8 pm. I trotted over to the shack full of hope that the pattern I’d observed over the last few hours of daylight would be halted. My hope was wasted.
The shack maintains a steady 0.5 degree temperature differential to the outside world. Sure, I haven’t completely sealed things up yet, but this is pretty disappointing. If the fire doesn’t crank, I’m in for a cold winter.
Hung the door. Sealed up the non door end. Hauled a heap of planks up.
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