Sunday morning, this arrived at the farm.
And with it came these.
Soon, there was lots of this.
And a whole bunch of this.
By Monday evening (yes, that means this exercise in lumberjacking went on for a full two days), we had this.
A huge thanks to Matt’s Dad for all of his work, time, equipment and expertise. He took down the tree on our first weekend and then came back to help us finish the job–and do battle with two huge stumps. End result is three rows of wood, each about 16 feet long, 5 feet high, and all of it cut, split and stacked.
I love my father-in-law’s wood splitter. You might say we cheated and didn’t do it the way a real farmer would. I say it’s magic. The best invention ever.