Finally I found wood for sale. First time I've ever had anyone deliver it, and even stranger, sight unseen, which was nerve-wracking, but my schedule made it unavoidable. It's not bad wood, but it could use a few months more seasoning, which I don't have time for, since I'm saving the rest of last year's wood for a power outage, when I'll need the best hottest burning longest lasting wood I've got.
It fills half the porch, but it's not a terribly large porch.
And I've taken quite a bite out of it in only a week.
Still, it makes me happy to be able to toast myself gently in the evenings.
I'm sitting just out of frame beside that wood right now.