I look out the window and see piles of logs waiting to be split, sitting in front of piles of splits waiting to be stacked. There is at least 8 cords on the ground needing my attention. I think I will leave it for Jan/Feb when the dulldrums of winter set in. I think part of the lack of enthusiasm is due to the fact that there is so much wood on the ground from Sandy that I am constantly thinking of processing wood. Oh well, time to get over to the neighbors to see if I can take the huge white oak that lays on their property....