


Grandma & Grandpa are getting their house ready to sale, so they can move with us into the new house we designed together. The tree had to go.


Levi decided he deserved a little rest.
After lots of hard work, cutting and digging and cutting and digging some more, only a little swearing, and alot more digging and cutting, using the truck and a chain, the stump finally came out.
It's so sad when favorite climbing trees die. Why didn't Bob just pour some gasoline on it?! Then they could put the fire out with their shirts!
ReplyDeleteHey Beth,
ReplyDeleteI just stumbled onto your blog through Laura's. I had no idea that you were blogging. I read everything you've posted and enjoyed it all . . . my personal favorite is the questions. Love ya, Sandra