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A quest for lumber leads to some fancy firewood, a sore butt and a full gut.
By Peter Sieling
Page: 104
From the February 2004 issue #139
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The best parts about running a small lumber business are that I get plenty of healthy exercise and bring in a decent income – at least most of the time.
Every few weeks a local dairy farmer, Dick, dumps a spreader load of cow manure on our garden. In exchange for the fertilizer, I give him a load of clean planer shavings.
One time, he was in the spreader packing the shavings as I shoveled them out of the bin. He stuck his head up the chute just as a load of shavings came down.
From the February 2004 issue #139
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