I've got piles of stuff everywhere. Stuff I'm knitting, stuff I'm quilting, stuff I'm stitching and cards I am working on but nothing compares to the piles of wood I've been making all week. This is the pile I made Friday. I not only stacked this one, I split it while The Mister worked with the chain saw on that giant tree.
We don't like to use the noisy chain saws on the weekends because of the neighbors so we spent Saturday and Sunday quietly splitting and stacking.
I could watch The Mister split wood all day. By the time I've got one wagon full loaded and hauled he's got another two logs split. I can't keep up.
That's only ONE log's worth of split wood in case you're wondering. We have a regular assembly line going. He splits it. I haul it over to the tree, line it up.....
....climb over the tree and fill my wagon. We're working in a different area now. It's all downhill but I've got to maneuver around the last two big trees we have yet to cut up.
Here's my new pile. It used to be the patio where my picnic table was until...
....Hurricane Irene. You can just see my poor picnic table under the giant tree that came down on it in 2011. The trunk of that tree is still in the yard. You can see it sprawled out in the photo above. It was a black walnut and we've been trying to cut it up for years but it's not budging. That's some hard and heavy wood.
For those of you not in the least bit interested in wood (and I don't blame you) here's Pup in her sweater. She spends the day pouting while we work. Little does she know in this photo that as soon as were were done she was getting a dreaded bath. She was covered in sawdust-and so was I. For future reference, NEVER wear fleece pants out to work with wood unless you want to toss them in the trash. I spent all night picking sawdust out of my favorite comfy PJ bottoms. Lesson learned.