On New Year's Eve morning, our gardening — tree- and hedge-trimming, in our case — contractor sent over one of his guys to finish cutting our 2014 wood to size for our stove. Walt helped. I mostly watched from the kitchen window as I got New Year's Eve food ready for the table. Our chainsaw gave up the ghost a couple of months ago, and we are trying to decide whether to replace it or just have somebody else do the wood-cutting for us from now on.
When it was all cut, the wood was in a pile in front of our garage door, effectively making it impossible to get the car out. We had to move it all and stack it under our carport-cum-woodshed so that we could get to town in an emergency and so that predicted rains wouldn't soak it yesterday and today. I helped with the moving and stacking on Thursday morning, though Walt again did most of the work. It got done.
Meanwhile, from the kitchen window I watched the sun trying to break through the clouds and fog over the neighbors' yard. I don't remember if it turned sunny that day, but the truth is that January 1st of 2015 was a beautiful day here. We had a nice crisp morning for stacking wood before the rains returned.
Yesterday it rained for much of the day, and it's supposed to rain all day long today too. We'll be going down into the village center this morning for the mayor's annual "state of the village" ceremony for the new year. I'm hoping to learn more about our local Internet service, which has improved a lot over the last few months and which they promise they will make even better and faster in 2015. Day three of the new year is about to dawn...