Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Furnace

I've heard it said that you must burn up all the blocks (believing they are made of wood or straw) that make for stumbles. I'm stubborn and convinced that I can be self-reliant through tricks of the mind. So I try - and see it burning up hot as the oven in the horseshoer's shop. Forging my days with the heat from the burning, I make something where there was only raw ore before. This image is a lot easier to maintain in the cool days of fall.