It's good to be "strong like bull." Our neighbors place is for sale and they had a couple of boulders too close to the drive-way, so a call to ND, an offer to move them if we could keep them and well, now they reside at grandpas. Only one 8 foot table broken.
About 53 years ago Dad, grandpa Vernstrom and myself dug up this basswood and planted it, almost on-top of the septic tank. But that's another story. And for a number of years dad always mentions this one branch, or was it really another, well ropes and ladders proved to be the answer. I am anchored to the limb and Mona has me on belay. The only problem was that the saw chain had to be changed as I hung out, but now that limb is down.
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