B.E.L. Post # 93
Started the day with a trip up to the Abbey, the morning air still carrying that quiet, slow energy. I gathered up another round of down, rotting woody bits for the project by the loveshack — always feels good adding to that future pile, one armload at a time. While I was up there, I harvested a few more junkpoles before heading back down to basecamp.
After lunch, I unloaded Roy and sorted through the woody bits, setting aside the good stuff and filling a few crates with burnables for the Fischer Price house. There’s something satisfying about seeing those crates stack up, knowing they’ll be put to good use.
Later in the afternoon I moved some logs from by the garden fence along the road over to the turtle lot to keep that project inching forward. Bit by bit, it’s all coming together.
Wrapped up the day by the drive, where I finished up one junkpole panel — always a nice feeling to stand back and see a section complete. Slow steady progress, but progress all the same.
All in all, a full day of moving wood, building pieces, and nudging projects forward. Feeling grateful for the momentum.