Little by little, hubby Neil is starting to make a dent in our pile of wood for the wood stove. The wood cutters dumped six ricks of wood in our yard sometime before Christmas. Trouble is--the wood shed is on the other side of the yard. The wood cutter guys' truck was too high to drive it under this big, low hanging Mulberry tree limb. So Neil loads up his wheelbarrow, carts the wood over to the wood shed, stacks it, then starts all over again. He just might have it done by Spring.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Day Fifteen
"Ices"
We've been into the chest of board games upstairs lately. Elijah discovered the Yahtzee dice and has been intrigued with them ever since. He's lost them; I've found them; he's rolled them and thrown them down the stairs and put them inside whatever container he can find. He calls them "ices" (eye-sees). "Granny, I don't have any ices at my house," he told me today, which usually means he intends to take them home with him at the end of the day. But he forgot about them. They're back inside the Yahtzee box to play with another day.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Day Fourteen
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Day Thirteen
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Day Twelve
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