With excitement, I hear the truck rumble up our driveway. After directing him to the spot, I stand back and watch the driver, one claw-grab at a time, unload an impressive cargo.
At first glance, one might think he is merely unloading logs. The truth is, he's actually unloading
the sound of a chainsaw,
a swinging sledgehammer,
hours of work,
splinters,
and the occasional smashed finger.
He's unloading a competitive spirit. Who can carry the heaviest armload?
He's unloading warm toes and cozy bedrooms,
"discussions" of the ideal thermostat setting,
and the scent of woodsmoke.
He's unloading peace of mind and a sense of security for the upcoming winter.
It's easy to forget the chill of winter winds on days like this, but we all know it will be here in the blink of an eye.
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