Rick left about an hour ago. Came over and led the charge into my woods for firewood. Rick is a constant surprise. In his 70s, smokes and suffers from most of the maladies that old men like me and many others deal with, but has the energy and vitality of someone in his 30s. The guy is like the Energizer Bunny; he just keeps goin' and goin'.
A very big thanks to Rick for all his help today.
Rick was always high-speed/low-drag when he was involved in the silhuetas at Inland Fish & Game Association in Redlands. Good to know that he hasn't changed as the years continue.
Consensus is always a good thing.Don't know what that says about you and your grandson's counting accuracy, but that you both agree then the count must be correct.
Well then Rick, I've got about another twelve chord of Oak in my driveway if your bored. Suppose to be a balmy 10 degrees or so on Saturday, so you better hurry to get it done before the real cold sets in, like from January to mid March.
PS: Bring your snowshoes:
Rally, ever save that oak bard and chain saw chips to make trap dye?Well then Rick, I've got about another twelve chord of Oak in my driveway if your bored. Suppose to be a balmy 10 degrees or so on Saturday, so you better hurry to get it done before the real cold sets in, like from January to mid March.
PS: Bring your snowshoes:
Does anybody have any ideas as to why dogs like to chew up Oak bark? Seems my dogs are really enjoying the bark pieces that fall off this last load of Oak firewood I had hauled in. Not just one or two, but all six. I'm wondering if maybe they are lacking something in their diet or some such thing???