Barb came up with a nifty birthday present, which was some historic pictures of our house. It's really amazing to see what it looked like back in the '40s (maybe).
Housing inspector is being a PITA again. Seems that they don't respect the idea that the wood we have as firewood is firewood, and they want it removed. I have to talk to them tomorrow and find out why they don't consider it firewood, as that is exactly what it is. Maybe I need to put a sign on it that says "firewood".