The tired, old truck wouldn’t start, weary from years of neglect and overuse, so we resorted to the station wagon.  We headed out into the woods, looking for those trees dead but still standing; a rare find.  
After completing the first leg of the quest, we promptly got the wagon stuck in two feet of snow in the backyard while trying to unload at the shed.  Certainly nothing the old workhorse tractor couldn’t tow out, though.  
As we set to work splitting and stacking our treasure, a few beers were certainly in order to reward a long days work.  With the freshly cracked ales and great wood in our fire, comfort was back in our lives, full force.