We had two cords of wood delivered between snow storms last week. Luckily Eliza and Brodie were here to help stack wood on the porches of barn and house. Many hands make light work. We took note that our Maine cousins had the foresight to order wood by Thanksgiving and did the stacking then, in a snow free environment. Next year, we'll try to do the same. But it was a blast tossing those cold, frozen logs from one person to the next and pulling the Vermont cart filled with wood over the snow...a breeze! Then into the house to sit by the fire for a game of Scrabble. Stacking wood warms you twice.
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Wow, no wonder New Englanders are tough! It's tough being a New Englander.
But, my favorite is the wagging tail in picture number one!
Reminds me of Shauny (yes?) in the picture Mom did of the Stanstead scene that's over your sink.
My body hurts at the sight of the pile in the first picture, but relaxes after seeing the last one. McLean (O'Neil too) blood + Vermont blood = Good Team. I wish I could have been there too!
You waste young Brodie. With the power inherent in young love, you could have had him stack all week long!
I'm wondering why you didn't stack the wood in the back of Willy's pickup truck and drive it over to the barn...might be an idea for next Thanksgiving, but then what would the kids do for fun?
Where's the sugar on snow?
The Willy sits in the barn out of commission gathering dust.
Not a high priority on the fix it list these days.
(sailboat took priority)
In the old days, he plowed the driveway, went to the dump, hauled topsoil and gravel, and drove a load of children to the pond for a swim.
With this new infusion of New England winter, we may have to fire him up again.
Just like "Katie and the Big Snow" he may save the day yet!
these images make me want to go out, cut down any kind of wood I can find (not much out here), and stack it up outside our door in Davis. Just so it feels a little more like home...
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