It's funny, in a way: the older we get, the more the changing of the seasons and the length of the days matters. We both look forward with vast anticipation to the clocks changing from winter time to summer time, and comment on how much longer the days are getting, as if we had a hand in the entire process. I also have one firm rule, here: never ever mention the summer solstice and What It Means. Bringing up the fact that 'now the days will be getting shorter" is not a good thing. Maybe in September. Otherwise it's like telling a four year old that Santa died and there will be no more gifts at Christmas.
The mister has been down on the driveway all this month, exercising his Bobcat (the tractor not the animal) and cutting up a huge oak that came down last winter. Looking at the rings, I'd say it's close to 100 years old.
Boy with toy!
ReplyDeleteabsolutely. I will give him full marks for this stuff, though: what he buys, he uses. Too many get the fancy saw, the power drill, the terrifyingly efficient cutting tool, brag about it to their friends, and use it maybe once and never again.
ReplyDeleteHe even lets me use the Bobcat, at least for splitting wood. He's a good man, he shares. =)