January 9, 2023
gem
animals, fire
fire, moonshine, moving wood, wood
The thing about having a fire is that you work on wood a bunch well before ever having the fire itself. The kitchen fire is going all winter when it is below 40. Why that cutoff? Because first you have to cut the wood, spilt the wood, move the wood, stack the wood, move the wood again, store some on the porch, move some inside and then finally burn it. See?
Fortunately, I have help most of the time.

In the truck again. Moonshine supervising.

The woodshed stack.

The porch stack with a photo bomb by my finger. Once again, moonshine is supervising.
October 1, 2017
gem
animals, farm, flowers, horse
beets, carrots, cayene, garden, gleaning, habañero, jalapeño, Norway, pumpkins, sweet peppers, Virginia, watermelon, wood
The best way to garden in the Fall is apparently to go to Norway. Then when you come back, it is actually Fall and time to move wood and gather in the last of the garden.

Farm Truck

First Load of Wood
The garden is quite the disaster.



But hiding behind all of those brown corn and sunflower stalks is a bunch of good stuff: pumpkins, sweet peppers, cayene, jalapeño, habañero, carrots, beets, and watermelon. More to come too!

Mini pumpkins hide under the grass and weeds.

An entire basket of peppers with more to come.



Hotey admires the flowers while eating corn.
Fin.

Fall bounty.
December 17, 2014
gem
animals, farm, fire
dogs, nature, photography, river, shenandoah, shenandoah river, solstice, solstice fire, solstice party, winter solstice, wood

Puck sez “Fire ready to light”
The solstice fire is ready. The weather report is improving (sorry cynthia). Time to turn the sun around!!

Spring-like day on the Shenandoah

Sunlight begets fire light
Before.

2014 fire
After (2013).
April 6, 2014
apothecaryshedster
farm, food, nature, photography
mushroom, nature, photography, wood


Acer negundo good for something!
December 27, 2013
apothecaryshedster
farm, fire, nature, party, photography
nature, photography, solstice, solstice fire, wood

The log that will not burn.

one. big. dude.
November 29, 2013
gem
farm, fire, party
photography, shenandoah, solstice, solstice fire, wood
10 hours of wood piling (2 today), chain sawing, throwing, and general merriment later—welcome to the solstice fire.

Before the day.

A job well done.

Quite the pile.

Done.

Time for a walk by Shenandoah.
April 27, 2013
gem
farm, fire, nature, party
firewood, garden, nature, red shed, solstice, solstice fire, summer solstice, tilling, tree architecture, winter, wood, woodpile
Prepare for winter of course. No rest for the pattern bound on this planet.

Firewood in the red shed.
Remember that tree? Well it has been almost completely consolidated.

Spring light on the winter woodpile.
It’s not just winter we get ready for in Spring. We have to get ready for summer too.

Freshly weedeaten and tilled. Way too early to plant though.
Dirt.

And the summer solstice fire is growing. (Thanks to the tree.) Architecture by Allen.

Solstice fire at 2/3rds ready.
February 10, 2013
gem
farm, fire, nature
black walnut, chainsaw, destruction, firewood, piles, skeleton, solstice, wood
After around 8 hours of work (times 2.25 people), the distinguished tree is dismantled. Plenty of firewood for next winter and wood for the solstice fire too!
Before
During
There

Black walnut dismantled
Wood piles

Almost as tall as Ame.

Several cords (splitter required)

Solstice wood (several piles like this)
Butt log

Base by the ball (over 36 inches)

An interesting joint.

Tree skeleton.
February 9, 2013
gem
farm, nature
destruction, nature, phase one, tree, wood
A distinguished tree is dismantled. Phase one. (before)

Firewood

The buttlog persists

January 31, 2013
gem
farm, fire, nature
apocalypse, destruction, solstice, wood
Good morning walnut tree.

Morning sun peeks over the mountain.
That’s what happens with 40-50MPH winds, soggy ground from 3 inches of rain, and a formidable old tree that had already begun its ultimate lean.

The butt log is several feet in diameter.
From time to time people wonder where the massive solstice fires come from. Wonder no more!

Down to earth.

An ornamental forest pansy redbud is smashed under the crown in the circle—a second victim of the storm.
Adventures in tree removal begin tomorrow. Anybody want to buy the butt log? It has to be worth a few thousand bucks.
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