How Great is it...

...to sleep in until 6:30 and find out it is only 5:30?

So yesterday, I wrote and wrote.

Then I worked on my shingle machine while I waited for Denny to get Garth Brooks tickets.

Then he and I went to Chuck and Sherry’s and cut down a tree that was going to squash their house someday.

We pulled it and pushed it and cut a notch in it and it didn’t fall on the house at all.

But the tree’s boyfriend caught it...

 like a Love story.

So we cut him down too.

And both of them fell right on the brush pile...

Like the end of a sad sad Love story.
But I didn't cry
because Lumberjacks don't do that kind of thing...
around other Lumberjacks anyway. 

And today...

(if I’m lucky),

(which I most always am)

I’ll get to have oilless deep fried turkey.

Which might be a Love story for someone.

The End.

oh... and I caught a baby bat.