The weekend began Friday night with a necessary mowing of the lawn and a clean up of all these pieces of wood.
I'm sure my neighbors must wonder about me.
Well, this had to be done. The trunk was fed up with all of these circles, cylinders and blocks inhabiting its space, and the only place for them to go from there was in the house, and they weren't coming in without a good cleaning first. They were caked with grit and grime.
