Anyway...today is the first day of spring and boy has it sprung and in a good way. It was sunny, (still is sunny), warm and wonderful. We went out into the back forty and cut some firewood. Me with my trusty little red chainsaw, Lulu, a pair of steel toed boots, and a rather sexy pair of assless, bright orange chaps, and of course hubby with his manly saw, and manly safety equipment for his manly sized needs. We managed to buck up three pretty serious trees and then took five trailer loads out to the tree marshaling area. Drying and lay down area? Wood lot? Tree graveyard? I still don't know what to call it. But the open spot where we used to have our camper which we are now using to stack and dry our firewood for next year.
So far this is what we have managed to drag out of the bush. Tomorrow the splitter is going to try and do some serious damage to it so Ms. OCD can start stacking it. I still have twelve smaller piles in the back, back forty which need to be trailered out to the Tree Graveyard, but unfortunately where those piles reside the trail still isn't quite wide enough to get the trailer in there. (Anytime the urge takes you over you can click on the pictures to embiggen them.)
Did I mention that it was a sweet, sweet day today? After our foray into the logging business I went back and changed into shorts. Why yes that glow you see in the sky is the light reflecting off my pale, white legs. Just so you can see that, I kid you not, here are a couple of pictures of what it looks like in this here neck of the woods.