There is no rest for the weary. Tuesday I finished up the three flower beds in our front yard. All three now have pansies and daffodils and the largest also has lilies in it.
I was able to enjoy the feeling of a job accomplished for perhaps two hours. (During that time I had to mow the front yard, but that’s a routine job that is never finished!). But about the time I finished mowing I got another job to do. I’m tired just thinking about it.
One of the requirements my beautiful bride had when we were looking for a house was that we had to have a fireplace. Betsy just loves a fire in the fireplace on a chilly evening.
The only problem with that is that in order to have a fire we need wood. We don’t go out and cut down trees, but we do buy firewood. It’s delivered by truck and dumped in our side yard.
My job is to stack the wood (Betsy helps). It sometimes takes longer than I would like, but there are some advantages to the stacking job. If the weather turns cold while I’m stacking, the wood warms me twice — once while I’m stacking the wood and again when we burn it.
You’ll notice a wood stack behind the pile of wood in the picture above. The stack contains the wood we’ll burn this year. The wood pile is the wood we’ll burn next year.

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