my neighbor brought me a load of firewood the other day. he works at a company where they make utility poles out of cedar, fir, and occasionally redwood. if the poles split while drying, he gets to take them home and make firewood. it is all this gorgeous two-toned wood–lighter sapwood around the outside and the dark heartwood in the middle. it reminds me of candy-corn, or a craggy teton, or the wavering flame that will eventually consume this specimen and all of its neighbors in the wood pile.
saint paul, minnesota