Wood Chips

At 8:30 am yesterday a very large dump truck backed up into our backyard. Unannounced. I had heard that "they" might arrive, but thought maybe we'd get a call first.

"Matt! Wake up!" What a day to be sleeping in. Our '84 GMC truck was about to be blocked. I motioned to the Mexican worker to wait. "Just a minute!" Of course he didn't understand the English, but he got the message. Fortunately, Matt showed up & the GMC, a diesel, started on the first try (which it doesn't always do).

The owner of the tree service company is really a nice guy and true lumberjack, a cross between Paul Bunyan and the actor Karl Malden. Relaxed, polite, smart. His name is Frank. As he left, he invited Matt to come to his place & pick up all the wood he wanted.

So-- at 7:00 am today Matt went for wood. For once, he didn't overdo it. He was back in a little over an hour.