As with the past few weekends, the main preoccupation is... yes, you guessed it... wood chopping...
It is a strenuous activity, but I enjoy 'punishing' myself this way...
And as
I joked with a dear friend when I visited him in San Francisco last March ... 'chopping wood makes me feel like a man'... :)
Strenuous... especially when the grain of the wood is not straight as in the above specimen (an elm, perhaps?)...
Wooh, you can chop and chop but that thing just will not split that easily...
Last October, we first heard the sound of wood cracking when we stood near the firewood shed...
But inexperienced as we are, the sound was not from the wood drying...
It was the sound of worms chewing on the wood...
See the above picture? It has no eyes, and the jaws are very hard... (I touched it)...
Searching the net, I found out that they are wood borers... tanbark borers, perhaps? (Source)
Their length is about 1.5 to 2 cm...
Each time I chop wood, I get tens and tens of them...
Our favorite bird, Daurian Redstart aka the Potager Y mascot, loves to come by whenever he (yes, a 'he') sees me chopping wood...
Imagine the feasts he gets each time he catches me with the axe...
And yes, the 'man' needs to take a break from the chopping, sometimes...