Ant and grasshopper. Tortoise and hare. I’m moving slow but making progress.
I’m up to 2 1/3 full cords of progress. It’s all good stuff. Felled, cut, split, stacked. Plus maybe 2/3 cord on the ground and on my lawn (not out in the forest somewhere); ready for more processing.
Not sure why I’m posting this, maybe I’m weird. Sometimes I drive by a farm where I see their firewood pile. As it grows in the summer I silently watch like it’s a team sport and I’m rooting for them to get to the finish line before it snows. I doubt anyone else does the same thing but now you know.
How many chains have you gone through?
Hard to say, dozens but not hundreds. It’s like brake pads and tires… you go through them too but nobody counts ’em.
Its a pleasure to see the split stacks get bigger. Breaking big pieces into firewood is an act of meditation, requiring focus on the moment. No candle gazing for me.