Odd.

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Nowhere near as dark as it seemed.  And, yet, it isn't very light in an odd way.  The sun is getting out, a bit.  Though it is more than just the partly cloudy aspect which is blocking the sun.  It is atmospheric, as is common, at times, spring through fall.  But the cold, really, is what is the real dampener on the day?  Maybe a mix.  I feel totally worn out.

The splitting maul arrived.  I gave it a few tries.  I think the wood may just be too wet.  I chopped a piece a dozen to score times to absolutely no good effect.  Oh, it plowed in.  I'll bet it went in two to even four inches.  And that blade, while not shaving sharp, is quite sharp for this type of splitter.  Too wet.  On the good side, I was able to swing the axe for a few minutes without feeling at all exhausted.  I... just became frustrated with absolutely no splitting taking place.  I'll wait for the logs to dry out, then get to it.  My goal is a few of those a day, a few times a week.  And, if I finish those off, then perhaps bringing some other branches down, and slicing those, then chopping those apart.

Call it a new part to chore.  I suspect, if those were dry, I would have split a couple.  As is, I wouldn't split those with an half hour of work.  They just aren't going to split.  I did enjoy it.  Will enjoy it more when they split at reasonable effort.  The ducks didn't even flee.  Gives me an idea.  :p  No, not the adults.  If I can get a fence up, I'll get a few more hens, and probably create a couple of brooding cages off on their own.  Those, or most of those, will be the food birds.  It's just a matter of getting a brooder, fertilized eggs, and safety all together.  The caging will need to even be on the bottom, or something will dig through... there are a few other tricks, but that would be the easiest one.  And she'd pretty much have to be caged in, alone, until the chicks are large enough to survive the others.  Brutal creatures.  Eat their very own, and eggs, for now.  Bleh.

Well, I'll... try to get to things.  Later.