For the Love of Wood

Whenever I see stacked wood, I always wish I was a great poet, or a gifted artist, so I could express how I feel about it.

I love it that Audie goes into our own woods and brings out the wood we need for the year.

I love the physical work of carrying, stacking and throwing wood in.

I love the greens and browns of leaves and weeds and wood in the summer.

And I love the cozy feeling I get when I see wood blanketed in snow, knowing that it is what will keep us warm in the next snowy season.