Sadly, it's that time of year again. It was a balmy 34 degrees here in tropical
Keuterville at 10:30 Thursday morning.
Brrrr! Thankfully, Glenn had us on schedule to get our firewood. We can't do it too much earlier in the fall or there are lots of bees to worry about.
My logger man.
This is our four-horse trailer. It holds LOTS of wood. Thankfully, Glenn didn't mind tossing the wood into the trailer instead of stacking it (only the last row is stacked). I'm not a fan of stacking the wood more than once at the final destination. I'm not a fan of hard work and firewood is hard work. I am a fan of warm houses, however, so I grin and bear it (I think!). The kids are a big help with firewood. Thank goodness for slave-labor!
My logger man.
This is our four-horse trailer. It holds LOTS of wood. Thankfully, Glenn didn't mind tossing the wood into the trailer instead of stacking it (only the last row is stacked). I'm not a fan of stacking the wood more than once at the final destination. I'm not a fan of hard work and firewood is hard work. I am a fan of warm houses, however, so I grin and bear it (I think!). The kids are a big help with firewood. Thank goodness for slave-labor!
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