The boys were a great help this year. They each worked right alongside of us the entire time.
The day could not have been more beautiful. The air was crisp and invigorating. Fall is beautiful!
A stacked cord of wood is somehow almost a thing of artistic beauty. There is certainly a wonderful feeling of accomplishment when you turn to look at the product of your labor one last time before going indoors. And, oh the joy of a wood fire on a cold winters' night. I love the inviting curl of smoke from the chimney, the scent of wood smoke in the air outside.
There's something so deep-down satisfying about stretching out in front of a fully stoked wood-burning stove on a long, dark, wind-swept winter's evening.
Wood heat, besides being such a readily available low-technology source of energy, is just plain enjoyable!