Slow life

There is something oddly satisfying about chopping wood by hand. The heft of the axe, the smooth arc of the swing, the soft thunk as the wood splits and falls to the ground. With the sound of the river in the background, it was almost meditative. My shoulders are going to hurt tomorrow, but for today I am just pleasantly tired.

About wonkydonkey

You want random? You got it. Mostly knitting and gardening, with some home improvements, pets, baking, family, and the occasional bad joke thrown in for good measure.
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