I've cut, blocked and split 5 cords of firewood recently. Still need to stack it. Had the first fire in the woodstove last night. Haven't really needed one til now.

The Aspens have turned and the wind's blown most of the gold off the hills now.

I think it's time to haul out the cold-weather clothes and mount the plow to the mule.

I really don't like winter...but it has it's place, I guess. I just wish it's place was somewhere else.