I usually keep sunday as my day of rest, not so much because I'm afraid of offending "God", but because once you are past 60 years of age, have leukemia, and work in a physically demanding job, you need to take a day off once in a while to recharge the batteries.
My firewood crew came by today.
A bunch of karate guys that I have been teaming up with for the last 27 or 8 years.
We all heat our houses with wood, and team up to cut and split it.
That is, I log the wood and get it forwarded, I cut it, we all work on splitting and stacking.
Now all my wood for the winter of 2019 is in the shack...........................that feels good
Then I packed the truck for our logging trip to one of the Southerrn islands.
We'll go down, make long days, and drive home again.
That means between leaving and returning, about 16 hours a day.
So those days are useless for anything else, I won't even make it to the dojo.
Then we take a 3 day weekend
That works out well, we make good money and I get to prove to myself that I can still fall trees for 10 hours straight ( I'll be dead tired come friday).
Some nice scenery down there.
Møn's klint is part of that same chalk cliff structure that is known as Dover in England.
So all we need is Very Lynn to sing for us.