Splittin’ Wood

Roger and I have become “lumber jerks.”

We’re outfitted with a splitter, chipper, and most recently and ATV to lug our logs about. Last peeps I ever thought would travel this path.

Living on 18 wooded acres presents the option of harvesting and preparing our own winter heating supply. Taking this up at mid-life may not list as one of our brightest decisions, but it keeps us relatively fit.

Later his season, we have a local forester, our friend Joe Trudeau, coming to do a formal audit of our land so that we can make a plan for how to tackle our harvest over the coming years. We’ll likely have to blaze a trail deep into the woods and clip, whack, saw, chop and drag ’til the cows come home.

Years from now, I imagine we’ll toss back and forth , “No, dear, it was your idea.”

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