Burning is hard work, especially when everything is green, cut only in November. Saturday, I got up before dawn and ignited the first of the big piles, with the help of a neighbor who worked for years as a logger. We used kerosene to light a hay bale and his Christmas tree, got a hot spot started, and then I cut and moved green wood into the belly of the beast for 12 hours without a break. Got it done, but it was brutal labor. Glad I wore all cotton instead of the usual capilene and synthetics -- one ember landed on my neck, resulting in a small second degree burn and a brief period of shock!
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- Jackson County up in the Mountains
- I use this blog to chronicle certain aspects of my life near the Smokies. I'm building a cabin. I kayak. Sometimes I bike.
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