Stacking firewood is pleasant work. It’s quiet and even contemplative. The hard and sometimes dangerous work of felling trees and bucking them with a chainsaw is done. The laborious splitting by hand ...

A few weeks ago my neighbor and I were talking firewood. Specifically, we were talking about whether to stack with the bark up or the bark down. He’s a rugged, quiet, mid-western Norwegian type. “Well ...

Residents take pride in their timber piles, debate best techniques News is obsessed with the flashy questions: “Is God Dead?” “Who Killed Kennedy?” “What is a Kardashian?” Yet for years, a quieter ...

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A stack of firewood is so much more than just a pile of logs. It’s a rustic manifestation of hard work completed, a symbol of coziness to come. Changing shape with the seasons, it embodies both the ...

A neighbour took down a big pine in his backyard last week and rolled the chainsawed rounds out to the curb. He said, “Help yourself.” The rounds were thick-waisted, some of them as big as bass drums.

’Tis the season of cooped-up kids. Snow days, lice epidemics, and absurdly long school vacations—there are many different causes of cabin fever. Never find yourself sub-caffeinated and un-showered in ...

The cords of wood slide off the dumptruck’s body as it hums and lifts. The gravel drive takes the weight of it as the lengths angle upward to a wooden pinnacle. The motion of gravity forms an instant ...

I am a woodworker, and as a woodworker, I live by a certain set of norms which dictate that I be accurate, but not ridiculously accurate. After all, wood changes size all of the time, so there is a ...