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Thursday, 22 January 2015

Duty Calls

There is a big stack of cut logs to be chopped with my name on it outside. Because of my work shift today I'm not going to have a lot of time to write.

Firewood is a chore than has to get attended to regularly because otherwise it isn't very warm inside and right now it is very cold outside and colder than I like inside. I'd really like to get the chainsaw out and take down a few more dead trees and have the gang cart back the cut logs. Not enough time today though. Besides that Brandon has been sick and the rest of the gang is feeling a bit under the weather. The last thing I want to do is cut them and leave them out in the bush. They get covered in snow that way and won't benefit us until next winter.

Incidentally chopping wood is easier when the temperature is well below freezing. The maul doesn't get stuck in the wood. If it penetrates the log, the log splits, no halfway about it.