Pick Up Sticks

Remember last August when we had some new fence built?

There were several dead trees that we had cut so they wouldn't fall on the fence later.  That made for a lot of wood and 

 lots of leftover branches.  J had finished sawing up the big stuff and was tired of seeing all the sticks left laying around.  So on a calm wet day, I went and started a little fire.  J and I picked up sticks all afternoon.  I had a pretty good sized bon fire at times.  That was Saturday.  Monday, I went back to work on picking up more sticks.  The coals were still hot and only took a little stirring to get the fire started back up again.  Another afternoon spent picking up sticks.  I think this is a new Farercising routine, lots of bending, stretching, lifting, stepping over things and going up and down hill, all while being respiratory compromised with the smoke. 

 Then today, J finished the project while I went for a ride.  Too bad we were social distancing and couldn't have a good ol brush burning party. 

 Now we just have a big pile of wood to deal with.