sniff sniff… Do I Smell wood… hehehe
Well this post is really just for me, I wanted to write some time and this is what I chose. So the other day Sarah and I were coming home late from somewhere. I think we were coming from my mom’s house; we had dinner there with my Nana and little sister. Last Thursday I guess it was. Well when we turned on our street I noticed the big tree that shaded the parking lot of The Barter Post was gone and there was a huge pile of wood left in its place. I toyed with the idea of driving the Lincoln down that night and collecting all that would fit in just a few trips, but it was late and I was tired and I figured that if I asked for the wood the tree trimmers would be happy not to have to load it up. I got up early Friday before work and made up a note to tape to the logs so that they could contact me if I could come get the wood. With my coffee in hand I headed down the street on foot (I have a belly I have been trying to get rid of) half way there the tree guys showed up for work. Lucky me. “You all wouldn’t be willing to part with this wood would ya; If I wanted to take it?” I said. “You want
the logs? How are you going to get it out of here?” The worker said. “One at a time, on my back until till I have cleared as much as you’ll let me take” I said with a grin. “Just kidding I can have some one hear with a truck soon” “Okay well when will you have it picked up” I told him that day and sure enough two short beds and two long beds full of wood later I have plenty to last us a while. Oh yeah I filled that trunk of the Lincoln once while I waited for Rich and my neighbor to show up. I split a few pieces of wood and took a shower just in time for my boss to call and say he had me on the schedule for the day. That was more good news. Well all evening Sunday after work I split wood and all day today I split wood. I now have a four foot high twenty foot long wall of wood and my pile looks the same as it did two days ago. Okay maybe a bit thinned out. My hands are ready to blister and I am still ready to split more. I am sore since this is the closest to a work out I have had in a while; Sarah was so kind to me and rubbed lotion on my hands to try to make them feel better. I got to looking online yesterday for wood splitters because tomorrow there will be even more wood added to the pile I already have and then even more on
Wednesday. Sunday I felt that I could get a little over whelmed and that maybe a wood splitter could help some. Way over priced for a couple pieces of metal and a hydraulic jack, for real. But I did find the cool looking little thing call a log grenade. It helps to split even wet wood… which all the wood I have now is wet. This thing is an ice-pick looking wood wedge. Cheap and the reviews seemed okay even though they looked a little fake, I’m just saying. I told Rich I needed one and that it could help split the wood faster and easier. “He is getting some of this wood too” He picked me up one from Northern Tools and holy bat crap that thing busts right through the logs. I have been for years just using a heavy splitting axe and boy was I just spinning my wheels. This log grenade thing makes splitting even good sized logs fairly simple since the dang thing stays in the wood and you don’t have to take it out every swing. Rich wanted to see the thing in action that’s how I know how it works and how it works. The neighbors now know I have a new toy too. The wedge makes this pretty little ting sounds every time it is hit. Tomorrow before and after Rich and I get more wood I am going to have fun trying to bust the log grenade in a piece of wood. I am sure it can handle my swinging for now. My big axe has a sledge head on it too; that is how I was able to start using it tonight.
Today while cutting up my wood Coco was outside with me just hanging out making noise every time I made a peep or if Macey was to close to me “Coco is very jealous” I am glad Sarah was paying attention to what was going on around us because I sure wasn’t. As it turns out there were to huge hawks circling above Coco’s tree and Sarah informed me of Coco’s impending doom if I didn’t act quick. I put Coco inside and the
hawks stayed flying just above the house for a few more minutes. I watched them while I gave my arms a break from cutting wood. They seem to have a nest in one of the pine tree two lots down. They hung out by this nest for a little while and then flew away looking for food I guess. About a half hour later three crows showed up and started snooping around the nest. Next thing I knew all three were inside it; if there were eggs there aren’t anymore. The three left and the nest was empty when I went inside for dinner. I’ll see if there is any movement in it tomorrow, (by looking for movement I mean, looking from ground level in my yard up to the nest with a camera) maybe it wasn’t a hawk nest. But there have been so far two attempts on Coco’s life thus far by these hawks. Coco keeps an eye out and lets me know when they are getting to close for her. But sometimes they still have time to swoop down at her and she flies under furniture for safety screaming like you hear on a horror movie.
I am starting to get tired.
I am off to bed good night.
Sleepy Trump
Michael Trump 