The endless joy of logs

Claxton, Norfolk I recall the circumstances of the cut, how it was stored and then the moment it was sectioned to fit the fireThe garden task that gives me greatest satisfaction is the cutting of our winter wood stack. I like to joke that our logburner consumes only hand-prepared organic “food”, and there is even a sense in which each piece is an individual.
Over the years I’ve learned that the secret to preparing logs is not some fancy axe or equipment. It is time. I have thus