Woodpiles

What can I say?  I just love to see them.  I love looking at them.  They have their own beauty.  In each country they seem to take a different form.  Here in the Black Forest, they are neat and tidy, often covered over, and very BIG.

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(those last three are Malcolm’s.  But you probably guessed that, they’re a lot better than mine).

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About deborah @ the magic jug

Now I've passed 60 I'm still doing all sorts of things I haven't done before, as well as carrying on with the things I already love. I live a happy life with my long term love Malcolm. In my blog I explore local and low tech ideas, food, growing, making, reading, thinking, walking, and lots of other words ending in 'ing'.
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3 Responses to Woodpiles

  1. Sam says:

    I do like a neatly stacked woodpile! One of my favourite jobs is to wheel-barrow piles of wood from the road after a delivery to our front porch and stack it. There’s something very satisfying about it. It’s a bit like stacking the dishwasher, though, as David will come along and re-stack it…

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