This evening I walked down to the Cabin woods to stack a bit more of the firewood cut by Niall last week. It was such a cold evening, but bright, and I took a look around the little forest where the trees had been thinned.
I like to leave the branches from the harvested trees on the forest floor. The branches from the alder are light and they break down quickly. I do collect sticks for lighting the fire, but always leave the bulk of them behind to feed the forest.
Branches left on the forest floor to feed the forest
I didn’t do much log stacking. It got dark so quickly and I became distracted watching many small robins and wrens flitting around through the leaf mould and twigs. It will be a cold night.
I love the orange/gold colour of newly cut alder. Here are some of the firewood logs mixed in with some white birch.
I split the larger logs and stacked them to air-dry in the woodshed
For me, being in and around trees and woodlands is a good activity. It stills my mind and generally eases out stress. However I like to find some form of engagement with them. Collecting or sowing tree seed; planting trees; thinning forests; gathering firewood are all activities that bring me closer into their world.
Evening at the Cabin woods, with the lake lapping softly against the shore.
