Old Order Mennonite Memoirs

Since winter still has a tight grip on us, we keep seeking warmth to chase away the chills that would plague us. My husband faithfully feeds our hungry woodstove which keeps the cold at bay and sometimes the oil furnace blows hot air up from the basement when the wind comes cold from the north, but this winter I have also come to appreciate a heater that I call my buddy.

It’s easy to cart with me wherever I go, at the sewing machine, at my desk, or at the counter where I make cards and pages. Although it stands almost 3 feet tall, it is skinny and lightweight. The infrared coils warm me...