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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Firewood

- what a difference a few thousand miles make.



When we lived back in the mountains of Western Maryland, Beth, Sage and I spent many weekends out in the forest with the tractor, trailer, and a couple of chainsaws cutting up firewood for winter. We heated our house with wood and needed to have 12 cords cut and stacked in the barn before the first snows flew.

It was hard work, but we really enjoyed doing it. It made the evenings in the hot tub seem that much more special.

Nowadays things are a little different ….




These little bags of wood are sold at our local garden store for 2.5 Euros each. We only use them on the open hearth for ambiance and we go through about 8 bags in the course of a winter here. It’s a far cry from loading the outside furnace three times a day.

In a way, I miss the woodcutting, hauling and stacking. I think that we’ll do a few loads “just for the fun of it” on one of our trips back to the land this year.

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