While I may not have gotten to very many tasks today, the most satisfying of them all was stacking a cord of firewood. I like the work. It feels good to toss solid things and hear their clocking sound, and it is gratifying to see objects fall into order. A log pile is basic, it is organised and accessible, and done well enough, the air dries the wood.
The cold winter can go on now, we’re ready. I’m quite content just thinking of that stack of logs, knowing it is sitting there in its place.