We always have such big plans, don’t we?  “Let’s build a house,” we say.  “How about we start a blog?” we ponder.  “Let’s save the wood from the trees that we had to cut down and use it as our trim,” we decide.

Mm-hmm.

And that’s how we end up living in a half-built house, with a website we never update, and a pile of logs sitting in our front yard for a year-and-a-half.

We had such high hopes for those logs.  But, alas, our original plan fell through when our pulp truck connection didn’t work out.  We always meant to find another way to get the logs to the sawmill, but it turned out to be one of those things that was really, really easy to put off.  And thus they never went off to become real boards, but sat in our yard (and sat and sat and sat) until, finally, we noticed this:

mushrooms

Mushrooms.

Wood that has mushroomed isn’t really wood you want to use as trim.

We just let them sit too long.  Typical.

Luckily, as always, we had an alternate plan.

It involved chunking the logs up into smaller bits,

sawed

hitting them repeatedly with a sharp, heavy instrument

splitting

and stacking them neatly in a row, where they will stay until they are needed to keep Cherie’s feet warm next winter.

woodpile

Not quite what we were hoping for, but in the battle of window trim versus warmth, warmth always, always wins.

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