The heft and feel of a well-worn handle,
The sight of shavings that curl from a blade;
The logs in the wood pile, the sentiment of huge beams in an old-fashioned house;
The smell of fresh cut timber and the pungent fragrance of burning leaves;
The crackle of kindling and the hiss of burning logs.
Abundant to all the needs of man, how poor the world would be
Without wood.

Everard Hinrichs, quoted by Eric Sloane in A Reverence for Wood

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Friday, May 30, 2014

Yard Work on Steroids

You may have a weekend of yardwork planned ahead, as I do. The Wife and I are not especially fanatics of yard work, but when forced (like this weekend, when we'll be prepping for a yard-based graduation party), we can get out and enjoy the sun and fresh air that goes along with a little hard work.

And then there's this couple.




Now that's true love :-)

3 comments:

Fireball Doowah said...

Two comments: 1.) Ever hear of a chainsaw, 2.) questionable safety practice with two folks simultaneously chopping w/ axes...

Chuck Ray said...

Oh man, fireball, you're an unromantic fellow. You've never felled a tree by axe with the love of your life? Much better sweet talk than shouting over a chain saw :-)

James said...

How about moving the garden?? ;)