Sitting in the cold, windy, wet weather, looking out the back window at the beaver's handiwork, wondering when the last chip will take it's toll.
We have done 40 acres since we got here to Carlyle. It rains every day, just enough to make sure we don't try anything and now we are going below freezing during the night. The water hasn't gotten hard in the hose yet, which is a good sign it hasn't been staying there long.
Tomorrow we harvest trees up at Kenosee Lake...
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