Friday, June 11, 2010
Roadblock
I went out to run some errands but couldn't get past the tree in my driveway. What was a tree doing in my driveway? Not the hokey-pokey, that's for sure.
I went back to the house to alert the resident woodsman.
"There's a tree in the driveway," I said.
"A what?"
"A tree," I said, "in the driveway."
"I'll take care of it," he said.
"Better take your chainsaw."
"Nah, I'll just shove it out of the way."
"Trust me," I said. "You need the chainsaw."
He didn't need the chainsaw. He just shoved it out of the way--with a little help from the tractor. He'll need the chainsaw later to cut it up, but for now, it's enough just to get the tree out of the driveway--and if it wants to try doing the hokey-pokey, I don't intend to stand in its way.
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life in the slow lane
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