I’ve still been stacking wood in the woodshed, one wagonload at a time. I have filled 3 walls, each at least 2 rows deep, the back rows from floor to ceiling all around. How much more can it hold, do you suppose? For some reason, I like the mindless repetition of neatly and carefully stacking the random-sized pieces and making them fit. Usually, I am not a patient person but this appeals to me, oddly enough.

Here are some shots of the “stack” plus some interesting perspectives of “woodgrain”, a really interesting texture!