Showing posts with label chopping kindling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chopping kindling. Show all posts

19.11.16

Morning sticks


I finally managed to scrape the money together to get the winter logs in. The log man only lives half a mile down the road and delivers by tractor. 

 

Although it's a tight and tricky reverse into the drive, he has done it many times before and manages to get everything in with expert ease.


This year I ordered a full load of wood - it's not cheap, but it is our main source of heating so plenty are needed.
 

Brian-next-door heard the noise and came by to help - even climbing into the trailer to pull the last logs down. I did gently mention something about health and safety, but he said he'd done it many times before. So there he was, perched like a pixie on top of the wood pile.



I think he wanted to help us stack them, but we insisted on being self sufficient and sent him home with thanks and a bag of pears from the garden. As they are his favourite.


So Joe had a crash course in stacking |(from me) and we began to store our log horde.In the 'new' log shed. I took it upon myself to chop my first batch of kindling, having done some research and found it remarkably easy, so long as I used the right kind of log. Then, just like a man, Joe got axe envy and took over. I was relegated to stacking logs.


However I did eventually get another go and made my own batch. For the last three years, while I've been here on my own, Brian has supplied me with a big bag of 'morning sticks' (as they are known here in Shropshire) but I feel much better having taken the plunge and learned to do it myself.


Hopefully this lot will last until late spring.