I just got home from taking in 3 wheelbarrow loads of wood into an 84yr old ladies house. She had 120ac that we keep some horses on, so I like to help her out when I can. Every time I bring wood in for her, she's thankful, but reminds me she can do it herself. The kicker is, she's in a wheelchair. Before, when she needed wood in the house, she'd wheel out to the stack and pull a few pieces down w/ a broke-handled garden hoe. She'd put what she could in her lap and wheel it in the house. She did this numerous times until she had enough to last for a few days. She has enough money to heat w/ other means, but she likes wood and she's willing to do what she has to do to use it. I almost laughed this fall when I brought her a load a wood. She told me if I brought lenghts, she could saw it up and split it. She's living proof that going is living, and sitting is dying.
My family has burned wood since before I was born. The only time I didn't was when I moved into an apartment at college and didn't have the option. Now I have a new house and an OWB that I stoke once in the morning and once at night. I love being able to keep the house as warm as my wife wants it, and never worry about how much the next gas bill will be. A few hours in the woods is great therapy for me, as well as good exercise.
My family has burned wood since before I was born. The only time I didn't was when I moved into an apartment at college and didn't have the option. Now I have a new house and an OWB that I stoke once in the morning and once at night. I love being able to keep the house as warm as my wife wants it, and never worry about how much the next gas bill will be. A few hours in the woods is great therapy for me, as well as good exercise.