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Winter Preparations

The first batch of wood from earlier in the summer, primarily from a maple cut down for construction near the cottage. Fortunately I had a mechanical wood chopper for that one – until I smashed a finger on my right hand between a large part of the tree trunk and the machine itself.

First bit of wood

That’s Mickey in the background helping me cut wood. Despite his advanced age, he enjoys helping with the chores.
Mickey helping with the next load

After a few breaks, we finally get about 80% of the wood done. Mind you, the dogs have long since left me alone. Shortly after taking this picture, I’ll cut into one log and it will have an ant nest in it, which will explode everywhere.
First bit of wood

Hopefully I’ll finish chopping the rest of it tomorrow morning and get it all piled. Need to clear the driveway so I can go to the grocery store. And, of course, once this load is done, there’s more to haul back – a birch fell down in a recent storm and I need to get rest of that other tree.

Meanwhile, the southern hemisphere prepares for spring.

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