I quit logging this winter for two reasons. The first is that the snow got deep enough to make it hard work getting to the base of the trees! The second is that I’ve got all the hardwood limbs, hollow logs and knotty tops that I want to work up into firewood next summer. And now, I have an excuse to quit splitting firewood logs that I dug out of the snow. One day last week I let my left thumb get between a board and my belt sander. Ouch! The split skin on the palm side of that thumb keeps re-opening whenever I swing a splitting maul.
I’ve been doing some woodworking in my basement shop on those days it’s too messy, cold or windy to spend much time outside. The folding Adirondack chair I’ve been working off and on for a year and a half is getting close to being done. I can’t wait to see how it folds down. The worst part (for me) is putting polyurethane finish on the chair. That’s time consuming and hard to get an even finish.
I’ve also got plans for what I call a “hammock chair.” I saw some of them for sale in Mexico last year at a flea market and fell in love with them. Since I had no easy way of bringing one home, I asked the fellow selling them if I could photo one of the chairs in detail and take some measurements. He agreed and also sold me a couple of the mesh hammock slings that I can use to complete a chair if I get it done. I plan to start as soon as I finish the Adirondack chair.
I tapped my sugar maple trees last week, hoping for some good sap weather. So far, it has been marginal, cold enough at night but not warm enough for a strong sap run during the day. Mona and I made 5.5 quarts of syrup that we finished off this past Sunday. I’m hoping for some good sap weather next weekend when it is supposed to warm into the 40’s.
This deeper snow has finally slowed Shiloh down some on our daily walks or cross country ski runs. He still lopes off into the woods on first one side and then the other, but he sticks a little closer to the trail than when on bare ground. I love how he runs full tilt with his nose to the ground (snow) and abruptly reverses direction for reasons which only he knows. This happens even when there are no footprints in evidence! He also has a habit of thrusting his nose down every hole in the snow he comes to; his head bobs up with his nose covered in snow, and he apparently doesn’t inhale the loose snow, which I’ll never understand. He even does this with some of his own footprints! He still gets excited whenever I get my skies out, jumping up and dashing around, biting at my ski tips, impatient to get started! He’s such a joy to have around.