The designery’s stove is my favorite on the farm. Wide mouth; easy to build up kindling. Alex’s method of putting a hunk of wood left and right of the walls; bridging a few pieces across, giving ample air flow for the fire to grow. This stove is always a pleasure to light in the morning.
Go next door to the rehearsal hall and groan it out with the long, narrow Fisher. The dampers are great once there’s a good base of embers but many cold mornings are spent cursing over kindling that won’t quite light in the confines of this steel hallway. I was fortunate to have a pile of birch bark this winter. Oily birch combustion.
Head down to the cookshack and light that fire as well. A half hour or so of producing heat. I’m pretty glad the production office side of the red house is out of commission; that stove was fucking murder.