|this was last Thursday, if I remember correctly...|
|and so was this. but who can remember details like those?|
|This drive will be level.|
|Uncle John and Uncle Vincey, planning how they will conquer that darned tree stump. Notice Jack's sweet garden right behind it.|
|Don't look at me like that, boy. Vince doubted his mad back ho skills but we did NOT. This guy can do just about anything he sets his mind to.|
|Our poor canopy toppled...|
|Saturday: Vince in the bucket, on his way to trim a pesky tree branch.|
Good night and God bless you...