This morning the cloud moved off slowly and I spent the time cutting slabs off the last log from the dead pine I’ve been cutting up lately. It was still deadly heavy, but once I had it squared, 
and then cut another plank off it, I could barely manage it. I leaned it beside the other against the workshop.
Next I did some work on the cedar cladding since a storm had blown in just as I was finishing my sawing. I had time to take a shower while it was still warm, and then I read for a while and am now almost finished the cedar on the gable end.
This evening, after it had cooled off considerably from the thunder storm, I hauled dirt for my garden bed, as well as a layer of sawdust, since I have lots. Hopefully it rots well when it is mixed with the muck from the swamp.
I built a fire tonight, since it was fifteen degrees in here. Now it is cozy and I am nearly ready to start reading and sleeping.
