Firewood

A cord of firewood was delivered today.  And just in the nick of time!  We had a freeze last night, and I have to say, it has gotten chilly at Little Bird Farm!  The leaves on the giant, old Cottonwood trees have turned golden nearly overnight, and are falling fast.  After I stacked the firewood (not quite in the precisions stacking manner the Commander would have done), I raked many leaves and wheel-barrowed them to our compost heap.  I am reminded as I rake leaves, of the leaf raking we did when we lived in North Carolina!  This is nothing like that!!! (Go get em', Josh and Paige, Debbi & Tommy!)  Raking leaves is one of life's joys - the fragrance of it, watching a little mound grow into an enormous pile.  In North Carolina, Tim learned that if you run the lawnmower over a stack of leaves several times, you can get a LOT more leaves in a lawn bag!  Otherwise, you are filling 50-60 lawn bags!!  This is not our problem here in New Mexico.  There are just enough leaves to fill the compost pile, and maybe two fillings of the trash bin.  Sheer pleasure!  I love every moment of it.  

I have friends who want me to go to the gym with them.  When I can garden, rake leaves, stack firewood, and generally, keep up with all the work that needs doing at Little Bird Farm, I can not begin to entertain the notion of going to a gym!  That would be a waste of perfectly good energy!  And if I used my energy in a gym, we would not be able to fully live out this crazy dream we have of our Little Bird Farm.