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Of course...I knew that :|:. 8)

In my own visits to the desert regions of the SW, I have always found palo verde to be an attractive tree, though by my standards more of a shrub :). Except when festooned with wind-blown plastic bags and sheeting :D. I'm much more likely to appreciate a native species over a non-native...

It could easily be a combination, I think. A true enough individual doing tree work, but making bits and bobs of click bait alongside the reality. I don't have the knowledge, nor the interest frankly, to figure out how these social media sites translate into income for their owners, but it...

If you say so... :D

All this, just as Kave says it.

You are more than welcome to keep that stuff right there, Rajan. Brrrrr...

Exactly. That's a close look at a death wish.

Wind exacerbates low temps like nothing else...except being wet in the wind at low temps :).

This has been a fairly mild winter here...I'm at a little less than 1 cord burned so far this season. And it's worth noting we are retired and thus are home most of the time. When working, our use was always lower just because we were away all day at least five out of seven days. Normal...

I like stacking my own firewood. But I'm a bit ocd about some things like that, and I really like to look at a properly stacked woodshed, which I must since they are right in view from the living room and outdoor decks. For someone else?...not so much :).

Keen Targhee II's. My everyday footwear this time of year.

Fleece cap, fleece pullover, fleece lined nylon jacket, insulated leather driving gloves. Seat heater on, and cabin heater set on 85 degrees. Side windows up. I was toasty!

Finally, we are into a spell of really nice weather. After all the rain and wind, it's an unseasonable joy. Sunny, just below freezing at night, around 50 daytimes. I took the Jaguar out for the first time in a couple of months, top down, that was nice.

There ya go...that's most certainly a dog!

That old crew boss was a pistol...grump after grump at the crew all day. But he got good work out of a bunch of 70's era hippie types, and he kept us together when the inevitable interpersonal frictions flared from time to time...partly because we all had a common enemy in him :). He never...

That's a dog? :D

Following Rich and his regimen reminded me of a long-ago time when I was a young punk working a seasonal USFS job on a tree planting crew. The gnarly grump of a crew boss said something one day as we were arriving back to town in the green FS crummy, that I have always remembered. We passed a...

Lovely trees to deal with, then. Never a dull moment. :)

That's a thick chunk of metal to bend like that.

Just attaching both ends of that lanyard to the center point/bridge on his harness would have kept him from getting squished. But of course, he'd need to have assessed the barberchair risk accurately to make that decision.