Firewood

My landlord called this afternoon asking if I wanted some wood. He's been chopping some trees down and offered me some of it. I soon realised, if I said yes, that would probably mean I had "free" firewood for next year if I wanted to help him bringing it home. He really love being "out in the air" as we say here, and we had a good three hours collecting wood together, it's much more fun, or less boring, to do it in company. Surely I'm going to help him again, because I also help myself. And the exercise comes free. 

There will be more firewood-trips ahead.