I can sit on my knees in a mushy bog and saw away on a log propped up by two stumps, because that's the way I roll. But finally, finally, I upgraded my wood lot infrastructure and the whole firewood business has picked up momentum. Above is my saw horse, which can be collapsed into a flat and vaguely transportable package. Below is my improved wood chopping stump, fitted with supports. This way, it doesn't keel over every single time I split a log. The supports just extend in three directions, because with a fourth one I would have a hard time finding a place flat enough to put it down on.
This isn't North Dakota, after all.