Showered, dressed, got in the car, drove up the lane, and BAM. Going nowhere fast.
It was a really windy day, and this pine succumbed to conditions.
I backed up all the way down the lane, then stopped the car by the drain field to let Tom and Mark know why I was moving the log between our properties. Of course, Mark offered to get his chainsaw (and who was I to refuse?) and before long, I was on my way.
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