A Walk in the Bristolwood


This year, our Autumn weather has been quite a bumpy ride. We had a few days of cool weather this past week, and now, we are looking at highs of near 80 on Friday!  This makes for interesting decision-making. Kind of hard to decide whether to wear a cotton sweater or wool! I have made a couple of fires in the woodstove so far, mainly to take the dampness out of the air!

Early this morning, at about 4 am, we were awakened by the loudest clap of thunder! It was so loud, I think anyone sleeping through it must have been deaf! It was one of those rare events that makes the entire house feel as though it is going to leave its foundation.

We allowed ourselves to get behind this year in our wood-gathering. Two years ago, I cut so much firewood, we didn’t need to cut any last year. This year, we still have about 2 cords left. (ours are actually “face” cords)

Today, I thought perhaps we should get out into the woods to do some cutting, as if the weather turns dramatically, and suddenly, we need to have this chore completed.  Mark sharpened the chain for the saw, I filled the gas and oil, and we were off!

I met this little fellow who is a harbinger of Autumn, for sure!


And it seems like October is the month in which we experience the “invasion of the Ladybugs”!  Although I didn’t see them in full force, I did spot many of them. And, speaking of spots, where iare this bug’s spots?


We are getting a little more color on the edges of the woods, but deeper in, there is still much green.



Most of the wood I cut is already down on the ground when I get to it.  Because our woods are mostly on a hilly grade, we find that many of the trees that die eventually just tumble down to the ground. I love these trees that have no bark on them. It is as though they have been seasoned on the stump,  falling to the ground to produce what I call “magic wood”. This wood needs only to be split and stacked…it is then ready to use immediately!



If you look closely at the trees in the woods, you can see that some have no bark. They are already dead, and throughout the course of the winter, the weight of ice and snow will bring many of them down to harvest for next year’s wood supply!



Wow, I remember when Mark and Ben put up the lovely Scottie weathervane that was given to me by another Scottie friend early this Spring. I remember taking a picture with the brilliant greens framing the vane. Now, the colors have changed quite a bit!


Just a little walking tour through the woods…. Hope you enjoyed this bird’s eye view!