Timber!

I was hoping I would have something more profound to say as I restart this thing, but this seems more interesting than what I have cooking in my head.

We had some nasty wind in the K-W region Sunday night / Monday morning. At 2:00am we woke up to a crash in our backyard. At first I thought it was the wheelbarrow falling over, but a quick peek by my wife showed something more significant.

Mind if I lay here?

This is part of a red maple in our backyard.It spans the entire width of the yard, all 50+ feet. The largest section has a diameter of about 16 inches. Thankfully it fell where it did; our shingles are less wood resistant than the ground.

A bit of carpenters glue and it'll be as good as new

I was able to borrow a chainsaw from a friend at work and Tara and I spent an hour on Tuesday cutting up the auxiliary branches. A dull balde, the impending darkness and the need to pick Spencer up from daycare put a halt to the cutting. I'm hoping the weather is good in Saturday so I can finish up the rest of it with a few friends.

Our neighbour is going to take the big pieces of wood. The rest will have to be disposed of in some other manner. Too bad I can't have a bonfire in the city :(

We'll be getting an arbourist to come take a look at the tree:

And that, along with Tara being at a conference in Oregon, and me trying our a new cider-braised pork shoulder recipe, is my weekly allotment of excitement. Yay.

Back in the Saddle

So I'm going to try posting to my blog regularly again. Well, "regularly" may be a bit of a strong word; more frequently will be more accurate. I'm going to try to write things down and post them. I think it's an important thing for me to do - it helps me coalesce and refine my thoughts. Something I don't often do without a external purpose. Which this blog is (or at least I hope so).

It's not that I haven't had interesting things to say. It's just that life got really busy. Mainly due to this guy:

My offspring

Meet Spencer. Now over a year old, he keeps us on our toes. Thankfully he still goes to bed realtively early, so we have a free hour or so every night after his bed time, house work, and lunch prep and before our bedtime. Sometimes I'll use that hour for this. Sometimes I'll just watch TV. More often than not, I'll cut it short and head to bed.

If anyone is still reading this thing, pop me a message in the comments and let me know this is still worthwhile.

Stay tuned (will Spencer even know what that phrase means?)