The Saga Continues

Hello Everyone,

 

In my last post I mentioned that two cords of firewood were scheduled to be delivered.....and it arrived Wednesday.  We started stacking as soon as it cooled down outside.  We barely made a dent in the pile that appears to be as high as Mt. Everest.

 

Well then yesterday, my dear Mr. Joe tripped over the cord to his sander and did the splits.  He limped, crawled is more like it, down to the cabin covered in man-glitter (sawdust).  He was a mess!  No broken bones, or at least nothing was protruding through the skin (my professional diagnosis), but he threw his back out.  Boy howdy did he throw his back out! 

So guess who is stacking wood now? In addition to finishing up everything for the retreat! Last night after dinner, I got him all settled in his chair with his ice bag and pills and proceeded to attack the woodpile like any good wife.  Ha!  I just want it out of the driveway before the retreaters show up!

Well, that lasted just one small load of eight logs when Mazie alerted me to an intruder...or two.  She took off like a shot across the street and I saw something big and brown move through the trees and brush toward her.  For the first time in her life, she obeyed the command to COME!  Could it have been the extreme urgency in my voice?  I started to back up while keeping my eye on the bear, then the two of us hightailed it back to the safety of the cabin.  I grabbed my iPad and snapped these pictures as the mama and baby bear calmly walked away in front of the neighbor's house. 

Mr. Joe suggested I was manufacturing the incident to get out of stacking wood.  Then I showed him the pictures. After about a half hour he said he thought it was safe for me to go back outside. His full body cast should come off by Christmas.

At this rate, we won't be sitting by a cozy fire this winter during a snowstorm.

Soon,
Lynn