Summer Moon of the First Harvests
Sprayed brix-blaster and qualify this morning. Breakfast. Then limbing the ash trees I cut down over the weekend. As the dewpoint and the temperature rose, my inclination to do that work inverted. I have one tree fully limbed, the four sapling ashes limbed and pulled away from the fence and a brush pile organized, ready to move. Tomorrow limbing the second ash and either moving the brush pile (which will be a big job) or cutting the limbed trees into fire pit sized logs.
Yes, I’m doing as much as I can with my felling ax and my limbing ax. I like the direct work with no engine in between me and the task.
In the summer the cliche about wood seems to mock. You know. Wood heats you five times. When you cut it. When you move it. When you split it. When you stack it. When you burn it. No splitting or stacking now, but the first two, cut and move, yes. They do generate heat.
