Our Land

We own 26 acres of land in the town where my parents live. It is a lovely piece of land mostly wooded, with a stream and a great view. We cleared a lot many years ago with the hopes of building a house and living there. Life changes, jobs change and life moves forward. We will probably never live there, at least not full time, but we love the land.

We get our firewood off the land and have gotten logs for lumber or to sell. It has paid for itself years ago. Did I mention we love this piece of land?

We were running low on our fireword, so Brian took advantage of the more moderate weather and took the truck over to get a load. My dad cuts all the logs and splits it all for us. He usually delivers it too, but when he had his heart attack in January, that sort of put a slow down on the operation. He is doing very well now, but we realize that we will have share the work from now on.

The wood pile. You can't see most of it,

but it goes from the truck to well past the bulldozer.

Our wonderful view
Look at that snow. Even after a week of above

freezing temps and rain there is still a lot of snow.

We only live about 30 miles from my parents, but they have so much snow and we have bare ground in most places. Around here elevation makes a huge difference in a marginal storm as to whether you get snow or snow/freezing rain.