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Jerry, my neighbor, stopped by the other day and dropped off a machine to help me with the box elder. Now, I can't prove that this thing was used during the French Revolution, but I can't prove that it wasn't either. It is no longer in service as a guillotine, but it had a lot of work to do on the box elder. That stuff was twisted. And, coming from me, that is saying something. I had split a fair amount of it by hand, but some of the pieces were virtually impossible. In one case I had buried multiple wedges in a chunk and had to hit them about 60 times each. Robespierre groaned and smoked a little bit on that particular one, but got 'er done.
*gasp* - a wood splitter???? YOU used a wood splitter?
ReplyDeleteI know, Rachel, I'm soft. I even allowed myself two mouthfulls of water during the day, a sure sign of weakness.
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