The birds are quiet on the summer evening as the truck that just dumped our winter’s firewood rumbles back up the driveway. Gazing at the formidable jumble, one contemplates just how much this operation has changed over the years. When my father was a young… Read More
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Trips to the Woodshead Proper storage of winter’s heat a part of Maine’s lore
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Trips to the Woodshead Proper storage of winter’s heat a part of Maine’s lore