gallantwarrior
Gold Member
Apologies for my failure to visit lately. Not only stink hot here, but lots of stuff to get done. This past weekend I overcame my (unreasonable) fear of chainsaws. My buddy likes to cut down trees and dig out the stumps, using the activity as a cathartic anger management tool. That leaves us with lots of firewood, but it still has to be "processed". So, I set the partner up with the wood splitter and went to work cutting tree trunks to stove length chunks. We processed about a cord of firewood and a half cord of kindling. It felt good, in a practical sense, to get this work done. Physically, I could barely stand up straight. I'm getting a back belt before I take on the next pile of tree stems!
Today, I screened a big barrow full of compost because my 'taters have started sprouting. I needed to start building their mounds now, before they get out of hand.
With the passing of the Solstice, Summer is half over here. I kind of wish it weren't so hot, though. It's just difficult to work outside when your hair drys to sweaty spikes by the end of a busy day.
Today, I screened a big barrow full of compost because my 'taters have started sprouting. I needed to start building their mounds now, before they get out of hand.
With the passing of the Solstice, Summer is half over here. I kind of wish it weren't so hot, though. It's just difficult to work outside when your hair drys to sweaty spikes by the end of a busy day.