Fourth day of work since the collarbone break. Had a row of oaks and sweet gums to rig and cut along a customer’s driveway. Biggest red oak was heavy toward the house with nowhere to throw it due to trees behind it, so I had to climb it and limb/top it down. I’m whooped and feel like I’ve been hit by a truck, but I’m glad to be back at it.
				
			
			
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