Today I did a little more than I usually do on a Friday. We were too low to make it through the weekend on the animal feed we had on hand, and I wanted to do our first of the season firewood run. So, we did both today. I took the girls and went down to the green waste section of the dump, picked up some wood, then went to Walton West to get animal feed for out lot.
The dump was the same as usual. Once up on time, they opened a green waste section in the dump, and allowed people to drop off trees they have cut out of their yards, and from the looks of some of the trunks and large branches, pros are dropping off bits too, or maybe the city, because some of those pieces are huge. At length, they had so much dropped off that the managers dropped the ten dollar a trailer load fee, and have been allowing the firewood to leave for free in order to reduce the piles. Unfortunately that seems to only be keeping them from growing too fast.
We got our free load, and they smiled us through the exit gate, nothing to pay, and we picked up probably three quarters or more of a cord of wood. I cannot guess easily when it is all piled into the trailer as it was. We only get to do runs every other week this summer, as we will be spending the odd weeks with our grandson, and that may prohibit the time. It should still allow for enough. Much of what I picked up today was already seasoned, and dry enough to burn. Some isn’t. but we can set it aside into next years cords.
The trip to the animal feed was more expensive than usual. We made it up to $340, rather than our normal cost of just about $300. It may have been due to the added cost of chick starter and meat bird feed, though, so that is okay. We will be prepared for the meat flock as soon as I find some Cornish Rock hens on sale.
After arriving home, I decided that we had done enough work for today, and parked the truck ready to offload tomorrow. Missus and I played a couple of rounds of Age of Empires on our computers, and now we are calling it a night.
It was a busy enough day for this old man. The neighbor asked me to mow his lawn when I get a chance. He pays me a little for it, which I have told him he doesn’t have to, but I have learned that it is best not to argue so a person can feel square, and that is a contribution to the meat flock! I don’t think I will get to that tomorrow, as I have the unloading to do, and a trip to town to pick up our grocery order. And of course, as always, animal chores to do. It’s no good over doing it.