Autumn in the Woods

The bugs are gone in the woods and there's work to be done. So the Beav, me, his sister and her partner all went out to help his father saw two larch and one spruce into 16 foot 8×8 beams.

Trees are heavy and it took all of us working levers longer than I'm tall to roll the trunks onto the mill one-by-one. It was good work though and, when we were done and the square beams were loaded onto the trailer, we were happy and felt we'd earned our dinner.

After the first cut on a larch trunk, I saw swirls in the wood that looked like a lively face with hair. I felt then as if the forest spirits were real and we owed them a debt for the wood.