Sunny Sunday afternoon

The cool spring temperatures have caused the woodshed run low - so Obie and I are spending this sunny afternoon refilling. Obie does his part by standing directly between the cut chunks of wood and the trailer - indicating which piece would be the next logical item to carry. Regardless of the potential of personal danger - the possibility that I may trip over him - Obie stands his ground, making sure I keep on track.

And now, after cutting, hauling and splitting a half cord, my back is aching and I'm missing Chris & Alex and their young vertebrae. But a cold beer sure tastes good.
.