Cutting Wood Traditional Cache

I remember those days, cutting and splitting wood for the woods stove. Back in NY in one of the many places I lived that was the only source of heat. Cutting wood all fall and stacking it, so come those cold winter days all I had to do was bring it in and thaw it.

Thank goodness my wood cutting days are over! Even though I have a fireplace and I enjoy a fire, I soon learned it didn't like me as much as I like it! One of these days I will get gas logs and dream of my wood cutting days!

Another from our stir crazy moments, with nothing better to do but camouflage preforms and think of evil hides. We want to give thanks for all those that went before us, placing caches so we could reach our numbers!  Bring your own pen, only enough room for a log. Hints are spread throughout the title and the paragraph.