Haying Time

Heavy rains, followed by long sunny days = Time to be haying.

Bad Either Way

This hill's grade probably isn't any steeper than eight degrees, but it's nasty to ride either way. Down there's always the worry of fresh gravel (the township seems to add it weekly); up, well ... kinda self-explanatory.

Today's Excitement

Shortly before noon we heard an enormous commotion we very much hoped was happening on someone else's yard. Alas, the yard was ours.





Bow-saw out, and busy.