Promise of Warmth

I love a woodpile!  For a lot of reasons, I guess.  I like how it fits together, I like the neatness of it, I like that someone took a mess of logs and gave them order, and I like the promise of warmth in the winter.  Corey likes a woodpile, too.  I'm not sure what his favorite part is, but I do know that he seems to enjoy the work of cutting and splitting the wood.  And for that I am grateful.

Both of these woodpiles are thanks to Corey.