Day 9 – I’m a lumberjack and I’m okay
Bread and beans started first thing – so we can have a lovely dinner. Planning ahead is always a good thing when you have to haul the wood and stoke the fire to cook dinner. Dad started to come down with some evil cold/flu/plague thing, but managed to keep it together long enough for us to haul a couple of days worth of wood anyway. He loaded at one end, then sent PorkPie with the wood sled to me in the wood shed. I off loaded, sent PorkPie back and stacked. It worked very well after the first 2 runs…
Meanwhile, back in the house Di cleaned the entire place. Wow! She is impressive when she gets going! Stand back or you’ll get swept up and put in the “deal with it” pile!
After the hauling was done, I started splitting wood. I need lots of practice. Where splitting wood is concerned, I fit into the category of those-who-can’t-teach. Luckily, along came Molly & Peter, who I proceeded to instruct. We made some progress and then all split Lovely lovely dinner of beans and bread baked in the hearth. Which did cause the fire to die down… but hey, everyone else was napping…
it would have died down anyway and then we wouldn’t have had lovely lovely bread for with the beans. Singing and to bed.
