A few years ago the neighbor cut down a dying/dead tree. One of the branches knocked out one of the support bars of our clothesline.
You could say a tree clotheslined our clothesline even.
With that being the case, and room starting to run out in the yard to keep new trees healthy, it was time to say goodbye to the poles.
I suppose this could be considered a very uniquely destructive pole dance?
These things were properly cemented in at a certain point, plus holes at the top of the poles acted like a funnel to the ground so the area at the concrete was nice and wet.
We didn’t want to dig too deep or wide for the sake of the yard and the new trees that would be going in.
Like this new cherry tree.
While we’re out there, may as well check on the tree that had surgery too.
So far so good.
Little Miss hoisted Thunderer up so that Pops could double check her lifejacket before heading out on the boat.
She seemed to enjoy being hoisted too.
It’s dangerous to go into a thrift store alone… here, take a box when you do.
Toddler has to get in the eye roll glance of teenagism practice in early. We’re goofballs after all.
Her t-shirt reads “What is this word, ‘no’?” or something along those lines.
This picture was taken on a cooler day near the end of August.
Getting ready for school, they were trying on their jackets and sweatshirts to see who might need a new one.
Newbie didn’t want to take her’s off afterward.
A bit of a belated happy birthday to my niece C back south. We got her package off to her almost on time but with the picture backlog I didn’t actually get to her and her little brother until now (only two months late :p ).
So here’s from your Uncle FlameFlash kids, thinking of you. 🙂