“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more”. 

William Shakespeare

Once more? That, of course, doesn’t apply. It isn’t once more it is again. Out to chainsaw and soon split. Aches, pains and fatigue are tripled, maybe because I know it is Sunday.

Chainsawing logs in the deep snow and ice is difficult at best. Hauling the logs out, loading them in the wheelbarrow for transport to the splitter, almost overwhelming.

Taking a break before I  split. Most of the snow for melting is inside and  I  have a few stainless bowls on top of the woodstove. I got started late it is 2:34 PM.

I need to get moving.

Don’t know how, it just got done. Coz it needed doing.