Ran errands this morning using the ol’ Timber Wagon. Swung into the timber on my way home to pick up the shorts and uglies. Going to take a few days off and catch up at home. Fire pit food.You can be my neighbor! If it’s not within an inch, it goes in the fire pit. Drives my cousin bonkers when he sees the pile of off cuts and uglies by the fire pit. All I can say is, the pit needs food too.
The three half rounds sitting outside that bay on the left got split into little pieces by Cowlad. They're Alpine Ash which is a light eucalypt hardwood and when dry you can pretty much drop a round on the ground and it'll split. Everything stacked in that bay is 12' or less, 12 inches being the maximum diameter that can be shoehorned into my stove.Some of the wood on the left looks too big to go in a wood stove.
That sucks. It's known as motor neurone disease here and there's no way back from it. I'm so sorry for him.Well, another setback for Zogger. His issues have been diagnosed as ALS. I texted with him and he obviously is not happy but at the same point relieved to know what it is.
At least one good thing is he is able to PM via facebook and text rather well. He still has the same good attitude that he always had on here, until I visited him in person it was hard to believe he wasn't his old self.