"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:" -Ecclesiastes 2:7
On POW October is the season for collecting firewood. The bucks have mysteriously vanished in preparation for the rut,and the woodstove has developed an insatiable appetite, so my buddy Isaac and I took advantage of a rare dry day and headed for the clear cuts to collect a winters supply.
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Reminds me of when I was a kid on Kodiak Island. Dad has us carrying firewood all day at the beach site.
I'm glad you guys are back in the blogosphere. I was beginning to wonder!
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