Yet another wood house


This is my most recent one, last summer, 2014. Not one of my largest, only four rooms, but  nicely constructed.  I am learning more wood house building techniques as I go along.

One might ask to what end, or how would one use these skills and techniques that I am learning; to which I would reply, ” well to build wood houses, of course.”

This  is video of the house about three quarters finished. The front room and the hallway are to be finished.


Finally finished driveway full of logs.

I have been somewhat derelict in publishing posts to this blog. It is not really a blog. Since, as I understand it, a blog is something one post ideas, thoughts, observations, etc. to, on a regular basis,daily weekly, etc. I post as I find the time and the inclination, which, as can be seen, is relatively rarely.

I’m doing this post simply to follow up the most immediately previous one in June and to report that I finally finished splitting that enormous number of logs that the fellow in New Rochelle, on Mulberry Street, had piled up in his driveway.I started in June and finished September. As I think I mentioned, I did a couple of cords and had them piled up and then they were taken away by friends, neighbors in New Rochelle, etc., Then the owner of the logs changed his mind and asked me to put them in his garage, which he didn’t use for his cars. I started doing it and filled about half the garage. Maybe five or six cords. I include some not very good pictures of that.








Free Firewood

That place where I am doing my splitting now, and have been for the past month and, it looks like I will be there for the next couple of months, is getting filled up with firewood and I have no place more to pile it since it is just a small driveway. The neighbors that walk by keep promising to take it but they don’t. I finally had my gardener come by and take a huge pile, probably couple of  cords. So, now I am announcing to any one who reads this blog and who lives within a convenient distance to come and pick up free firewood at 56 Mulberry Ln., Larchmont, NY. The owner doesn’t want it, he took enough ,and I don’t want it I just want the exercise. So come by any time of the day and night and take whatever firewood is in the driveway.

5-5&6-12 in NR

Well this is my latest and one of my largest splitting engagements so far. This guy had three huge trees down and had them all dumped in his driveway,relying upon my representations to him that I would split it. My guess is it’s 15 to 18 cords of wood.



Can you believe it?  One is tempted to say, by way of hyperbole, that it  is a “ton” of wood. However, it is actually probably closer to six or seven tons, as it is three large trees, branches and all.

Well, I will do it, even if it takes me all summer and into next fall. There’s not enough room to build a wood house, although the neighborhood is swarming with little children who would love to have the huge edifice that could be built with all this wood.  However, several neighbors have strolled by and indicated a willingness to take  some of the wood, which is good because there is no place to pile it. The homeowner can take about a cord, but  the other 14  to 18 cords will have to be parceled out among the neighbors and I may be reduced to putting it on the curb to be taken by strangers.   If the neighbors become saturated with firewood then, with the homeowners permission, I may put the address on this blog and any followers can come by and grab some.

By the way, here is  one of my little spectators,who pedeled over from his house to watch me split.   He  is the  five-year-old kid who lives at the house where I  built that good sized  wood house, described in my last dozen or so posts.He lives just around the corner and  was delighted to see me reappear, since he likes to watch me split for 10 or 15 minutes  and pepper me with questions such as, what color sweat band bandanna   will I be wearing on my head tomorrow,and then speed off on his bicycle with his little pals.  I must confess I get a big kick out of these little kids because, my own grown-up kids obstinately refuse to give me any grand children, and so I must content myself with these temporary stand-ins.