The 66 Mustang has been residing in our barn for fourteen years, and the shirttail relative who owns it is finally ready to start working on it. He came last week and we loaded it up. Barns are not good places to let cars rest. It's MOUSY!
After all of that excitement, it was back to business. I have two hickories on the ground to split and stack, and a couple of dead black oaks that have to be dropped.
We also take some time to enjoy the wildlife roaming around the yard. Dusty will be out this week, I think, to look for a buck. Back To The Old Grind!
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