Thanks me

Way back in September when I got my wood...remember the repeated "where's my wood" lament? Way back then, I gave myself a little gift. I took the time when I was stacking the mound of wood in the woodshed to chop a few of those logs a little smaller. On those warm damp stacking wood days, I thought "hmmm, there are going to be some not warm days when I'm going to wish for easy wood". Then I thought, f-- that, I'm beat up and tired of stacking wood so I'm going to stop with the little split wood gifties. Thank you to my months ago me for a scattering of already split wood!

Here's the woodshed of today, still plenty of wood and all but I'm down to those gift layers I left so long ago. So long ago, ha! A couple of months ago.