I made my living thinking, but now I like cutting wood. I like taking my saw and my Ranger, going into the forest, and coming home with the better part of a tree. I like my splitter and the satisfaction of turning large round chunks of wood into a neat stack of pieces the right size for my small stove. I like sitting here in my “lab” while I write looking out through the windows at the falling snow in the comfort of the fire built from the wood I cut. I like generating long, run on sentences when I write just because I can.
Like many things in life you have to be patient and build toward the good times. It takes a while to understand this important piece of the big picture. The tree you cut up today will not be ready to burn for a couple of years. You get to enjoy the fire from the wood you cut because of the work you did before. Be patient grasshopper – enjoy the journey. 😉
I am thinking for writing a series I will call deep thoughts from the deep woods. Too much work I think. Time to cut some more wood.