Every time I pass the sawed-up cherry logs stacked by our driveway, the rich red wood calls to me. I think about all the beautiful furniture that could have been made from this tree.
The tree toppled in a winter windstorm, and my only option was to saw it up. Hiring a truck to transport a single log is cost prohibitive.
I'll season the wood and reserve it for fires on special occasions.
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