If you clear some land, sometimes you need to burn what you clear.

You could chip….and have a massive pile of wood chips….but how do you do that if you don’t have a chipper?

I’m not a freaking beaver….and I don’t have a chipper….so today I’m going to burn.

It poured down rain yesterday….so today is the day for a brush pile burn.

There’s something kind of primal about a big fire.

And….of course….there’s something kind of terrifying about a big fire in a field close to the woods, too.

That’s why you do it when everything is soaked.

If you can get the wet pile to go up in flames, chances are that the rest of the world won’t go up in flames with it.

Anyway….it’s a good way to get rid of a lot of stuff fast.

The mail count seemed to go OK.

I picked up a couple of hours….a couple of hours that I probably should have gotten last count….so I get to take every Saturday off now.

Doing that means less money….but right now “time” is a precious commodity, so I made the decision not to work every other Saturday.

I thought that the count wasn’t going all that well….the mail volume was kind of low some of the days that we counted….but when all was said and done….and we tallied the results….I’d still picked up two hours.

Too bad it couldn’t have happened last year.

That’s spilled milk, though.

I’m just glad that I got credit for what I do at some point.

Better late than never.

So…I imagine that I’m going to take Nate to school…..and then get the matches and the chainsaw and the rake and the shovel….and head over to see if I can get the big pile to light.

Fire…what a scary way to clean things up.