Morning wood

If that doesn't get me a bunch of hits, I don't know what will. On Saturday morning, our wood was delivered. The guys dumped it onto our driveway and Ken and I spent about an hour stacking it. Now it's time to start the cutting. This wood should get us through the winter. We don't heat exclusively with wood, or else we'd need a lot more. The wood stove is a supplement to our oil-fired heating system and thus saves us money on expensive fuel-oil.

This is about 5 stères, or 5 cubic meters, of oak. It should be enough to get us through the season.

I have to cut each of these logs into three pieces. Each log is one meter long, about three feet. I make two cuts, resulting in three sections of about thirty-three centimeters each. That's the length that fits into our wood-burning stove. I have probably three weeks worth of cutting to do, depending on the weather. That's because I don't cut a lot at any one time. I cut and stack maybe thirty logs each morning, then quit for lunch.

And we all know that lunch is the most important meal of the day. My day, anyway.