I was running some errands today and out of the corner of my eye I see some piles of wood and think, I wonder who that belongs to. At the next drive there is a sign that says free wood. I of course turn around and go back to get a better look. Yes, it's oak! I'm picky. I drive down into the filed a ways looking at all of it and turn around. As I was leaving I see a guy walking over to my truck from the closest house. He says that it is his wood and his land. He said he has been selling firewood for years and was told that if he didn't get the lot cleared by the 14th the county would clean it and charge him. I told him I would probably be back on Saturday to get some. When I got home I could not help myself even though it had been raining off and on all day. I grabbed my saw, mixed up some fuel and went straight back there. I got 2 truck loads and worked straight through the rain.