Here's the next morning--that's Mike cutting down a few of the trees that have some kind of illness that's weakening them at the trunk. Our neighbor is cutting some down too. That way hopefully they'll stop falling on the power lines. I'm afraid of the chainsaw, maybe even more afraid of that than I am of the tree falling down on us.
Once the trees are cut down, they turn into logs, which get split up into firewood. The trees that are falling are maples (and one oak that splintered during the windstorm), both of which burn pretty good. Below is some of the final product, kindling. Look closely at the kindling crock, it has our name on it! Thanks J&A for this lovely gift. Love you!