Early November brings cool mornings and bright sun to the living room windows. They are good mornings and afternoons to move wood, and that's just what I'm doing. I'm making my way through 2 cords. I'm stacking it out back in the woodshed and quite enjoying the chore. Every fall, I do. Don't we all have some mundane activity that we wonder why we enjoy doing it. I think it all started for me when that big maple next to the garage got damaged in a storm and Dad had it cut down. Dad, my brother and I cut it up with a two-man saw, then split it up with an ax and some steel wedges. Then the pile of wood was my brother's and mine to stack. I think it all began then-- my love of stacking. Do you have a seemingly boring activity that you love and can't explain? Please share. I need something to read today. The Patriots are on a bye week.