We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I never cover my log piles. I like my wood damp, and out in the weather. Dry firewood burns like paper, which is not good. I do maintain a small supply under eaves and porches for starter loads, though. We had a nice, very enjoyable snow today, and my log piles in the foreground are entirely buried.
Hmm. I don't know... if you live in a very rainy climate like the Pacific Northwest, covered is best. We replaced our roof in January, so I've got cedar shakes like there is no tomorrow. Great starter wood; they don't burn like paper, they explode. But even for them, inside storage seems to be best, at least here in the rainy Pee Enn Dubyoo. I think a firewood shed expansion project is in order.
I have a love-hate relationship with snow. I took up skiing late in life and enjoy it very much. I also think snow is beautiful to look at. But since I like to ski I wind up driving in the stuff with thousands of idiots. That is NOT fun. And shoveling it just plain sucks.
I don't miss scavenging, cutting, and splitting wood. Well, maybe the splitting. I liked that. Btu scavenging for it plain sucked.