Schmidlin Angus Farms

Cowpies to Treetops

In the Woods

Mine Ain’t As Pretty As His

admin

I know I am in the salvage business and salvage rarely is the most glamorous of any task, but I am really jealous of the log decks that have those beautiful, straight, true, limbless, long sticks of timber that get loaded onto log trucks for their trip to the mill. I am really envious of those log truck loads I see that are completely loaded with only a handful of immaculate logs.

bent log
A particular bendy log in my deck of salvage, the straighter log has a scar running down the length and will need careful splitting to skim off the rotten parts.

The logs that I deal with, if not already chunks that are the 16 inch long butt cuts, are goofy shaped, multi-marred, truly ugly hunks of logs that I am dutifully determined to make into firewood suitable for selling.

My stubborn side works to my advantage making these sows ears, if not into silk purses, at least passable for something someone is willing to toss into a fire.

 

One thought on “Mine Ain’t As Pretty As His”

  • Bonnie Shumaker
    August 11, 2021 at 7:09 am
    Permalink

    You are the champion of the underdog and the “waste not, want not” adage. Keep up the good work and remember how lovely those pieces of wood look loaded in the truck and headed to the store.

Comments are closed.