Woodsman

I was going to call this Out Of The Woods, but that would be jumping ahead a few steps. We restocked the porch with firewood: I stacked the bigger pieces, he split cedar into kindling. Crisp and pretty sunny morning, lovely December day. My youngest sister spent her birthday today resting for next week's battle. Too bad she and Eric aren't in the same arena, at least we'd see more of each other. Living across town in a large city is a big waste of time.