How I Spent My Sunday

I hate leaves.



Mowing leaves.



Raking leaves.



Blowing leaves.



And there is still this many left on the *#@&! trees.



Every Thanksgiving I swear I am going to tell everybody to bring one of these. If you want me to feed you, you have to fill up a tarp or two.

Fire!

I waited until November 1st to start my first fire of the year. I couldn't get any wood chopped over the summer because of my hernia surgery. Next week I return to work and I will also have the all clear from the doc to get busy with the ax

Up on the Roof

It's that time of year again.



If you want to make a fire you have to clean out the chimney.