Bacon, Banjo and Fire Wood
My buddy Brian and I spent an evening and a day, last weekend, down at his friends' small cabin in the woods. They are generous enough to let us head down there a couple of times a year and it's always a welcome break to head down there for things as simple as cutting firewood and cooking on a porch.
We didn't see much wildlife this time around. Just some bluebirds and crows, with the sounds of geese flying overhead and an occasional cow voicing their presence on the neighboring property.
We ate well, hitting up a local restaurant on the way down, Friday, and up the next day to coffee, biscuits, bacon and eggs. Brian also knocked out a mean sausage dish of some sort for lunch before we headed home on Saturday.
We filled Brian's truck bed with a honey locust that he dropped. It was pretty much a standing dead tree, with mostly dead branches and a few spots of disease. It had an interesting olive/yellow color to it when cut, much like poplar.
I did my best to entertain more than annoy with my banjo playing. Being more than a little obsessed with the instrument, it's a constant fight not to overdo it. ;)
Comments
Are you playing with other people?
Nice tree chopping. Be careful with that chainsaw- seriously dangerous powerful tool.
-Bruce
Thats what I was thinking!
I've only had the chance to play with other people a few times. I'd like to, but I don't know a lot of people interested in the music that I am learning and most people that I do know that play, have been since their teens and I'm just not on that level yet. I was playing with the teacher I had from about March till August. We're in the midst of trying to fix up our house to maybe put on the market in late spring, so I had to cut the expense and time suck for that.
Brian usually runs the chainsaw. I usually wield a maul and an axe, splitting and stacking what he knocks down and divides.