We are slowly but surely getting the dead trees cut up into firewood.
Each time Pat or Jonathan cut a section of tree Elizabeth and I gather the logs and haul them to the back porch.
We then separate the small branches into one pile;
And the large logs into another pile.
While out stacking, Elizabeth discovered a wasp nest inside a hollow section of a log. I sure was glad there were no wasp flying around!
Winter is suppose to arrive on Friday :o)