Daily writing prompt
What’s your favorite word?

I am inconstant. Depending upon the time of day or my activity, I find that the song playing as background music in my head has changed. Tom Petty’s songs seemed to play a lot yesterday “…Oh, no I won’t back down…” My favorite word changes, too. I have a vault of favorites, but wood rates very highly daily. The other day, I stopped into a local sawyer in the town where I work and found that they had some lovely wood. 

I resisted the Spanish cedar and the gorgeous walnut. But I was shamelessly ambushed by a plank of wide cherry. Eleven and a half inches wide. It’s just perfect for some lovely bowls. My resolve to resist purchases proved flimsy, and thirteen feet of this sensual, lustrous, irresistible wood found its way into my car’s trunk before I knew it.

I’ll be carving bowls as soon as I finish cleaning up the flooded cellar.

All in all, I am proud of myself. I only bought the cherry. But I can hear the cedar and walnut whispering to me at night. Wood is not only my favorite thing and word. When it starts sending songs my way, begging me to buy it and take it home…it’s my favorite obsession. 

My Precious!

Autumn in New England

Autumn in New England is a beautiful time. The colors of the leaves, the brisk days, and the preparations for winter.

Sunday, I finished stacking all the wood except for some twisted cherry knots and cleaned up the four buckets of “mulch” that always comes with the wood. Typically, this would not be a reason to lament all the work to come, but the woods behind the house have cultivated a fine crop of leaves this year.
While I’ve been busy stacking, they’ve been littering. So now begins the long slog through the deep drifts of maple, ash, oak, and other leaves. It’s time to knuckle down, get serious, and get those rakes working. I know that if I haven’t cleared the back by the woods before the end of this month, I’ll lose the battle. It’ll all be there for winter, wet and soggy, matted down, and resistant to raking. Then when the first storm of December comes along, it’ll be too late, and I’ll shovel through the snow and then the mulched layer of leaves.

Autumn in New England. The season that keeps on giving.

2022- Annual Festival of Wood

The Annual Festival of Wood- 2022 has arrived, and as is usual, we are now taking reservations for stackers to come and celebrate with us. Remember that regular exercise is a great way of avoiding a premature obituary. This is an excellent opportunity to get a workout that works for the glutes, lats, pecs, abs, and all other major muscle groups.

John R, of Aberdeen, was with us last fall. This is what he had to say about his “half-chord challenge” ” I was looking for something to break me out of my wimpy Peloton habit. The half-cord challenge was just the thing I needed to help me up my game! You can decorate your walls with wimpy participation certificates or be a real man and stack wood!”
For a limited time, we offer quarter-chord starter packages for those trying to break out of less demanding workout routines.

Our workout is not for everyone, but it’s the smart, sagacious, and challenging choice for the discerning physical enthusiast.

Operators are standing by!

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