It was a beautiful day. The tree guys ( Bob and Brian) came. I had to take one last picture. And as I was going back in the house I came across this little seedling. Reminding me that life is a cycle, after all.
But, gee whiz, somehow it looks very sad, lying on the ground this way.
Steven stood looking at this scene for a very long time. I thought he was grieving. He was, in a way, for all the work ahead of us (mostly him) in getting all the fire wood cut, split and stashed away.