days of summer

The days of summer–hot, hot, hot and dry–are slipping into the rear view mirror RAPIDLY. Saw my breath last night about 8 in Anchorage. Ouch. The good news? We got a lot done since May: 15 pickup loads of firewood split all by myself with the aid of my trusty 8-pound splitting maul, Brachan in print and ready for distribution, helping daughter and son move from their respective houses into new ones, yard work, mechanical improvements on vehicles and much more. Great exposure and "fame" on social media thanks to my daughter and grand daughter’s photos. Hope your summer was great.

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