The Making of a Fence

Over Easter we visited my family and picked up a load of lumber from the sawmill.  There were a few logs still left in the woods.  We think Grandad left them there on purpose for Jael.


The kids helped get them on trailer and then Daddy Boy and Uncle Reuben milled them up that night.


Jael got to say hi to her horse.  Some of the properties Marc and I look at are perfect horse properties.  I keep telling him that someday he’ll have to get her one.  Which makes him sink deep in his chair, cover his eyes, and groan in despair.  He’s no match for the inevitable.




Everybody loves a chainsaw.



Of course no one has time to sit around and wait for all this green lumber to cure.  Babies are escaping.


Read it and weep small Ottos.  Thank you for the trees Grandad!

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