I hear you Paul. I walked away from my first tree today. Wind, driving snow, four inches on the ground already up in the hills. Big white pine right on the basin, which the guy wanted crashed into the hills behind his cabin. Wind would go from nothing to 30 every few minutes. Part of me...
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