Every
year I cut down a couple of trees to provide all our next year's
firewood. This is a time of tension for Heather, (will Bill survive
the logging yet again?), and she is correct to fear an accident
because while once this was a regular activity, now it happens but
once a year, especially with big trees that stretch their length a
hundred feet or more with a mighty thump. Cutting on a rocky slope
added some extra challenge today, but down they came and here I am
writing about it. Tadaa!
Later.
After taking a selfie of myself beside my mornings work( A ten second
timer shot. I had to run like mad to get into position) I found
Heather beside the front door disposing of her splendid gingerbread
church. Sad, but then, she already has plans for next year!
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