On the stove is a large stockpot simmering with beef trimmings and bits for the sled dogs. We'll pour the broth into the large buckets of food and water that we take out to lot several times a day. I'm preparing our luncheon. It's served late in the afternoon because we get up later in the morning when the weather is so cold. There's wood to cut and the new room to build and the constant work of keeping the trails groomed for the dogs.
Lunch is simple.
No one wants to fuss too much. A hearty stew with warm bread from the oven, hot apple tea, that will do. Mandy and I will work on school in the afternoon. Ken and Carl will run the dogs. In the evening, dinner is served at seven p.m.