Wood and the aftermath

Yesterday was a big wood day. Em and Richard and Autumn came out, we took two vehicles and one saw, and we spent a few hours gathering and hauling and cutting and loading and unloading. And repeat. It was awesome. There's now a great heap of six-foot-long logs on the north patio, and I'm sitting against a heating pad in my recliner; C. likewise. You should have seen Autumn hoisting whole trees out of slash piles and toting them to the cutting pile. And Richard hauling fat logs up the hill to the truck. C. did some major hauling, too. Em ran the saw most of the time. I loaded smaller logs into the vehicles, stepping carefully and lifting with the legs. Still hurts.