There's my dad in the middle, chopping up the tree so we can get to the hole & cover it. I'm hauling logs away--or was, until the activity made the bite wound flare up & cover my arm in red wheals. Nice. Anyway, this shows you the size of the tree, house & shop. Daddy is just shy of 6 feet tall. He's out there now & nurse Hillary is all antsy thinking he might fall or chainsaw his foot or something equally awful. So I'm stalking him from the window. :)
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