Time for a bit of productivity.

I got back from my outing and the day was still young, so I hoped to get something done. How about finally chopping down that dead ash tree out back? I had just gotten my saw worked on, so it was in good shape. It would be easy to keep my eye on one child, rather than the usual three + one dog.

My aim was true...

The saw dust might make you think I hit those shrubs, but I didn't. The tree hit the middle of the concrete ramp to the shed and then rebounded toward the bushes.

Jemma helped me load the pieces of wood into the weelbarow and it is all split and stacked in the basement...