i was a touch overwhelmed by the thought of cooking in the snow,rain and northerly winds of a british winter.but,surprisingly,it had become one of the joys of my life. while using the stove,i watched the moon rise in winter and the sun set in summer in the time it took to prepare my evening meal.brids in the trees around my kitchen became my new source of music.if i still lived in my old house,i wouldn't have learned so much about nature and wildlife.