I start at four in the morning, when it is really hot.
Ditchclearing or whacking weeds in the forests, no-one around to complain.
When my dad turned 80, I gave him a trip in a hot air balloon.
We still haven't been up, but it seems like the next couple of weeks may bring good balloooning weather.
The Baloon guy asked me if I could prune a large copper beech by his house into a balloon shape, to work as an advertisement.
I was somewhat leery about doing it, heck of a way to treat a tree, but then he told me that it was either that, or take it down.
So I gave him an estimate for the initial job and the yearly run over with the hedge clippers.
Then I mentioned that my partner, Richard; has two young boys, so an exchange for a balloon trip would be fine.
He just emailed me that he was fine with that, so in a couple of weeks they are going flying. Richard just couldn't wait to tell the boys
I LOVE trading work for stuff like that.
I just had the old ( read B.C.) wiring in my office and living room upgraded to modern standard, thanks to a Norway Maple I took down at the home of an electrician