mean ol' pole cat

So, I've been splitting wood today. We had the wind from the hurricane uproot a tree and fall onto a car. Plus three large limbs fell in our backyard. One did no damage, one crushed a shed, one mangled a steel merri-go-round.

You might not think so, but splitting wood is a lot of fun. But it's nowhere near as easy as it looks at first. I had to develop my technique a lot before people would sing the theme song to Disney's Paul Bunyan every time I swung my maul. Now, I'm pretty much getting the split in one shot. Which looks very cool, and has a great sense of self-accomplishment that goes along with it.

Once I started splitting this particular limb, I noticed that the wood was rotten. It smells like fermentation, if that makes sense at all. We need to get this tree down, before it falls on something big with me inside of it. And the tree is old and huge. There's so much to do...

WAYne