Chris is reading

Pooh and his friends in an autumn evening, just like now; there's awfully cold and wet here and we have just lighted a fire in a fireplace first time this year. (It's an old house and this fireplace plus an old tile stove are the only heating system here, so this is not just for a luxury of watching flames!) Anyway for some reason I always draw Poohs when it's time to burn some wood.