big project, small hands

Keith got a trailer for the fourwheeler in September and turned himself into a firewood collecting dervish, gouging a deep trail between our cabin and ten miles out in the woods where he found some enormous logs.  No photos of the large trees he brought back, but they were too heavy for me to even help lift.  He rolled them end on end, tempting a hernia.  But there is a certain security in a large pile of logs, as the temperature heads below -30 now in December.  On this particular day he found a little helper was visiting when he returned from the wood yard.