Chapter 2

The Carpenter’s Miracle Chapter 02

I arranged the wet logs around the hearth with 

deliberate intent, stacking high and low, dense and sparse. 

Gaps were left between every piece. They were precise channels for the air to flow. 

This was carpentry; it relied on structure and space. 

Then, using my own dry kindling, I coaxed a small fire to life in the grate. 

The flame had to be gentle.