In which we truly understand the meaning of "A Full Cord of Wood."
Jim's dad came out with his shovels and rakes and implements of destruction on Saturday to begin the job of pruning the orchard. He dodged my camera, but he was so inspirational that soon there was a crowd in the orchard, busily chopping, sawing, and snipping branches.
Others were determined not to miss important Spring Break Slacking Time, and took a more relaxed approach to clipping suckers from the pear trees.
We still aren't sure what types of trees are up there, nor can we tell (yet) which trees are which. We suspect that the most upright of the trees is probably a cherry.
Most are probably apples and pears.
At least one tree has a large collection of peach pits around the trunk...so either it's a peach tree, or the local squirrels are playing an elaborate hoax on us.
Later in the day we had a cord of wood delivered, and Jim and Willie and I took an hour out of an already tiring day to get it all stacked in the nice, dry woodshed.
I found this photo on an artist's website . (click on it to enlarge).
I don't think we'll ever get this fancy with our woodpile.