They say you shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, which I think means saying yes when the neighbour asks if you want the wood from a 70 year old Ash tree. Even if the sheer size of the tree made me break into a sweat just thinking about it!
I think this is about half of it, which means I still have some work to do to get it all chopped and stacked before it snows. William has turned into a wood stacking maestro, making quite a neat job of it I recon. Not bad in exchange for a few biscuits…
I’ve no idea where I’m going to stack the rest of it, we are all firewooded out now, but you can be sure it won’t get wasted. Looking forward to saving lots of electricity…
Hope your autumn is giving you plenty of opportunity to get out and about among the fallen leaves before winter sets in.
p.s. this is what it looked like before we started…
Hard to believe this was a metre deep in snow a few weeks ago.
Oh the snow seems like such a distant memory, with 20 degree plus days and long evenings. Heavenly. I think that it’s only dark from midnight till three, amazing. Just wish I had the energy to work for those 21 hours, sleeping in full sunlight seems wrong, unless it’s a post lunch snooze of course, that’s perfectly acceptable, whatever your age
Hope the weather is treating you as kindly.
Had fun with the kids a few days ago making this fairy doorway into an old stump on a tree in our front garden. We even cut some steps into the tree to make it easy for the fairies to finish off the inside………..
Fairy garden, with doorway into the magical world!
Fairy doorway complete with window on the upper floor!
First fishing trip to Hvalstrand
It was bound to happen one day, William has beaten me at fishing. Especially well done as it was very windy and we only stayed a short time. Double well done as William spent most of that short time fossicking on the beach….and he still beat me.
Williams first Dab and a Dad beater at that!
However; magnanimously and graciously, I have never been more happy to be ‘last’ in my life… his face was a picture.
Looking forward to many more evenings spent down at the beach,
The moment when William learns that ‘dead’ fish can still move…
Rest and relaxation Norwegian country style. Sausage anyone?
Found a little hideaway today in the woods close to home. We drive a short way and then hike (well, saunter really) up the ski trail for 10 or 15 minutes to find a little semicircle of low, open fronted huts catching the sun. The huts are provided by the local authority along with fire-pits, covered firewood stores and even new shovels to move the snow off the benches etc. all gratis!
Fantastic place to toast some marshmallows and drink coffee with friends whilst the kids jump of the roof into deep snow drifts and try the suicidal sledge run behind the huts! A rustic ‘cafe in the woods’ is a mere 5 minute walk away should you find yourself craving sweet sticky buns made by Swedish serving wenches!
Come visit, we’ll take you there………