If I ever find myself watching oak trees turn color at 86 degrees I will know that I have died and gone straight to hell.
Spent the day trenching trail in 2' new snow with the dogs walking on the backs of my skis the whole way. It was 25 degrees, sunny. You are missing out.
Jerry
Grandkid time. Back to reality this afternoon. Life is good, except for the damn Covid test!
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