The Birch

Pilates? P90-X? Cenegenics?

What? Where? Who? Who needs that stuff?

All you need is a blown-out birch, a chainsaw, a splitting maul, a garden cart, and someone to put it all together. (All of those items are probably older than anyone reading this post!)

A recent storm blew out the top of a decent-sized birch. The top was hanging in the branches of its neighbor. It was time to do something about it. It was time to fell the birch.

The felled birch

Once the birch was on the ground, it was time to clean up the work area and get ready to cut it into Jøtul-sized chunks.

The birch, ready to be chunked.

This was a good sized birch. Getting it chunked up was going to take some time and some chainsaw gas.

The birch. Felled and cut.

Well, that was a workout. Now to deploy the splitting maul to turn the chunks into Jøtul-sized billets.

The birch, split.

If the chainsaw work was a "workout", the splitting maul work was "something else"!

The colors in newly split birch are lovely. It's a shame they don't last!

Whew! All that's left is to haul this to the woodshed and clean up the area.

Done!

Felled. Cut. Split. Hauled. Stacked.  Area tidied.  !!

Time for a G&T with L&L on the deck in the shade with a good book and a soft breeze off the water! Living the good life in northern MN!