Pure frosty air, frozen as in a fairy tale, snow-covered pines and spruce, snowflakes on birches sparkle like diamonds. A solid idyll in our country house.
However, while you get to her from the station on a snowy road, overcoming snowdrifts, seven sweats will come down. I went into the house, but nowhere to warm up and dry.
And so I decided to put an end to such an uncomfortable situation, despite my modest material capabilities. During the overhaul of the household unit (2.5 x 4 m), he made a “black” floor, put collected pieces of polystyrene foam on it, covered it with sawdust at intervals, and on top - an ordinary wooden floor. The walls were sheathed with clapboard, securing it to the bars nailed to the wall. The space between the wall and the lining was also filled with pieces of polystyrene and sawdust, the attic was insulated with oak leaves.
On the market, I acquired an all-welded inexpensive “potbelly stove”, overlaid it with brick. In addition to the vertical pipe, he made a horizontal one at a safe distance from the ceiling, and the conclusion through the roof reliably secured fireproof glass wool.
Arriving in a cold at the cottage, I immediately melt my “potbelly stove” and go to clean the snow, fill it with tree trunks, shake it off the branches, and check for the presence of feed in the bird feeders. After working an hour or two, I come to a warm room to have tea with a sandwich. And such grace finds on me! Having a rest, I check the mousetraps and the state of stocks in the cellar.
A winter day is short. Time to go home. And the way back seems much nicer.