I got out for 3 1/2 hours today and worked on splitting White Oak logs I got about 3 years ago. It was a crisp morning, in the high teens.
After a few hours I felt a calmness. This mornings splitting reminded me how good we feel when we persevere. I came close to calling it quits after a half hour because of the cold.
There used to be four White Oak logs. I’m down to one more log to split.
My wood shed hoop house is full so I made the pile nearby. In the next week or two I’m going to to lengthen the shed 10 feet to give me plenty of dry storage. I want to have enough dry storage to keep a season worth of wood.
There’s plenty to go when I finish but progress is progress.