Rum Bucolic Ape
Woody Tryptich
Uncle Peter (my uncle in-law) tells me has been splitting logs for 70 years and despite a broken foot bone, split the pile on the left (and then some) in around an hour. Basically, faster than I could wheelbarrow the stuff away and stack it in the wood shed to season (right).
The lumber was from a huge copper beech planted as a sapling by his father 40 years ago, right in front of the family home. He told me his father hadn't learnt the lesson as his grandfather had a copper beech removed from a similar spot 50 years ago.
Uncly P is a walking 80 year old miracle. Ravaged by arthritis, he still swings an axe with subcentimetre accuracy. Despite most joints giving out, he still catches the bus downtown every day to his office, where he runs his own company. An old-school geologist, he still works out in the field every summer. He admits he is slowing a little and isn't doing 16hr days in the Yukon anymore.
His passion and verve are quite something; he still has a twinkle in his eye, especially when you get him talking shop. However, I can't help shake the feeling that he has literally worn himself out.
Woody Tryptich
Uncle Peter (my uncle in-law) tells me has been splitting logs for 70 years and despite a broken foot bone, split the pile on the left (and then some) in around an hour. Basically, faster than I could wheelbarrow the stuff away and stack it in the wood shed to season (right).
The lumber was from a huge copper beech planted as a sapling by his father 40 years ago, right in front of the family home. He told me his father hadn't learnt the lesson as his grandfather had a copper beech removed from a similar spot 50 years ago.
Uncly P is a walking 80 year old miracle. Ravaged by arthritis, he still swings an axe with subcentimetre accuracy. Despite most joints giving out, he still catches the bus downtown every day to his office, where he runs his own company. An old-school geologist, he still works out in the field every summer. He admits he is slowing a little and isn't doing 16hr days in the Yukon anymore.
His passion and verve are quite something; he still has a twinkle in his eye, especially when you get him talking shop. However, I can't help shake the feeling that he has literally worn himself out.