Score!

Saturday, I was driving home and saw a tree being removed from a front yard which the homeowner said was maple. Apparently the sewer folks hit a root and it was dying. The tree crew was just leaving, and the whole thing was sectioned at the curb. I took a variety of sizes, and filled the car of course.

As if that wasn't enough wood for one weekend, I heard a chipper down the street this morning. I ran down to salvage some pieces, and found the tree crew taking out a tall Beech tree. The crew leader said he'd leave a few trunk pieces for me. It's like I hit the lottery, and the weirdest part is that I'm not the only lucky one lately: my knitting crazed wife had two huge boxes of unordered yarn arrive at our door last week. At least I get to keep my winnings.