Woodshed
Even in our firewood.
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- June
- I live in my dream place with Husband, one beloved rescued cat and one beloved rescued dog, and the warm memories of many other treasured pets. I rarely sleep for more than four hours at a time and would happily nap/wake/nap/wake all day and night. I am undisciplined, a classic underachiever. I believe that inevitable tragedy is a fork in the road, offering lessons in emotional and spiritual growth. One of my coping skills is a quick and wicked wit and I often crack me up. I avoid people who talk neverendingly about nothing. I cannot bear unrelieved humorless negativity. I like people who are comfortable with silence. I like listening to people who learn from Life. I have received a few Blogger Awards, and while I find them momentarily gratifying, they're just too much like chain emails and I gratefully decline to receive any more of them.
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10 comments:
i like how you filled the entire frame with your subject, nice one
The first shot is my favourite - the pattern of the wood repeated over and over.
Great shots. Very nice composition. :)
What type of woodworking? My hubby is a woodturner. Lots of wood around here as well. :)
Very nice...and when I see firewood I see cozy winter nights and days.
I appreciate hubby's wood stacking skills. I can appreciate the order of it all. I'm glad you captured it.
Nice shots. Like the first one best. I think it would make a great photo to hang on the wall of a cabin.
Jen
I look at stones the same way.
It must have taken him awhile to get all that chopped.
Thanks, all.
Husband did not chop all that. Nor did he fell the trees, nor split the logs.
It did, however, take a while to make the money to pay for all that to be done . . . by somebody else. ;-P
When we first moved to the Pacific Northwest 30 years ago, we had a woodstove installed in our house. We'd either fell a tree in a forest or have the rounds delivered to our house. I used to help split the wood. I was much younger then!
Lovely photos ! And wood doesn't just look beautiful , it also feels wonderful once polished ... the older the better .
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