...when she cuts it, when she stacks it, and when she burns it.
I wouldn't know about the cutting. I'm safer that way, being unhandy enough that I surely would be absent a digit or limb were I to try.
But I do know about the stacking and the burning, and it's true.
But I do know about the stacking and the burning, and it's true.
Ahhh.
So true.
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The cutting, splitting, stacking, carrying, burning and the emptying of ashes is usually done by my 'retired' husband. But this winter is somewhat different, at the moment, with his recuperation from surgery.
You have a lovely storage area, June!
What a great photo! But me, I stick with oil -- not as "romantic" but it's easier and cheaper. But this makes me wonder, which is better (or not as bad) for the environment? I dunno.
I'm envious.... I long for a woodburner. And now for a little pull-along truck like yours!
BTW, as you wondered - the handbag handles are deliberately chosen so as not to fit over a shoulder (so bad for you!) and my arms are short enough not to trail the bag along the ground.... I will carry it in my hand, not over my arm - too suggestive of Mrs Thatcher!
Great pic. I'm with you about the cutting. I'm much too clutzy to try that but I've stacked wood and I've enjoyed many a fire. Toasty warm, indeed.
I love the warmth of a wood fire...but I really hate the mess! Stay warm.
Makes my central heating radiators look positively tedious.
I figure by the time a log is burnt in my stove, I have touched it at least six times. Big Bear cuts it down in the woods. I get it either up the lower mountain or down from the upper mountain, I stack the logs for cutting, Big Bear cuts into lengths, I split the logs, throw them into the truck, drive the truck close to the house where they are unloaded, stack the logs in one of three places. When It is time for a fire, I collect the split logs and bring them in the house to the fireplace.
Wow! That makes me tired!
I've just been reading your archives and goodness, you do write well. And interestingly. Such enjoyment.
Wanda? Surgery? Had you mentioned that? I hope all is going well. And thanks for the compliment. In its other life, it's a screen porch.
Sightings, cheaper? Au contraire! Firewood for a season costs us about $600. We are HERE, though . . . and you are THERE. That makes a difference.
Rachel, right after you get that bathroom installed, you can start working on the soapstone stove installation. :-p
Hilary, isn't it ahh-worthy? Same temperatures, completely different feeling.
Nana, yeah . . . y'can't burn wood and be too much of a neat freak.
Fran, tedious perhaps, but far easier (despite my "ahh-ing") than hoisting logs into a stove while the first cup of coffee's brewing in the morning.
Mountain Thyme, you work at this deal far far harder than I do! Even with what I do, I get so I recognize particular pieces of wood the third time around.
Isabelle, thank you!
Like Mark Twain in today's quote, I will live for at least two months on that compliment!
June: Thanks for visiting my blog. I appreciate your feedback/comments and the time it took you to look at my quite new site. Yes. Kathleen is an older sib - one of many - and the older kids did always think us "young" ones had it so much easier. I will continue to visit your blog as I like your no-nonsense style. Thanks again.
Your wood lives in an actual room, June. Such warm hospitality!
Barb, MOST of it lives out in the cold. This is what we estimate will keep us alive until death-level temperatures stop. The wood that's on the porch is for my own comfort in retrieval. :-p
What a coincidence you posted this, I had just cut down two trees yesterday! They're so dry, pieces are already in the wood stove. I can see snow out of your window so I'm sure all the hard work is paying off, and keeping you warm. Great photo!
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I love a good wood stove and fire
I bet it smells good too. I miss having a fireplace/stove and it is a pest when the power goes off because then we have no heat.
Just looking at that is so warming ! It must be a very satisfying feeling , when you've got it all stacked and safe .
My boyfriend's a clever little bunny - he takes the stuff the beavers cut down but don't use. Looks like you've got a good store there!
Kassie and I beg Don to build a fire for us just about every night. I happen to be sitting next to one this very moment. :)
Hope you're keeping warm June.
Wood. Warmth. Good.
So nice and reassuring to see a big pile of logs all dry and ready to be burned.
I just read your last post. So where do you think this delightful character came from?
I bet there are times you really enjoy your job.
Friko, my guess would be Somewhere in the UK. :-)
Wonderful storage place and a great wood wagon!
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