I'm grateful that I was able to get out of the way and remain unhurt when a whole pile of firewood that was stacked higher than I am tall, fell down onto the floor of the wood shed. Yesterday I thought a particular row was looking unstable ... today I was proved correct.
As to DH's reaction: apparently I collect firewood 'incorrectly'. O-kay. Not to be a helpless female or anything, but perhaps next time I'll leave it to the men in the house. Only problem is, I'm likely to freeze first. (Which is not an exaggeration given that our temperature actually dropped below freezing last night - okay, it was only -1°C but where I live, that is a BIG deal!)