Tangibly related pictures of sticks. Back in the last century, I was skiing with my friend, Beth, when she fell on a stick that got lodged in her buttocks. It's a long story that we both enjoy telling on a regular basis. I stopped to see her one day recently and she took it off the mantel where it's been displayed and posed for this picture.
The lower picture is an ash tree I cut while I was at Mt. Irenaeus for a couple days to drop a bunch of dead trees that were either view spoilers or in an area that they posed a threat to people. All went well, but this one gave me a scare. I didn't notice it had a split up the trunk and when I cut it, it did what's called a barber chair. Thankfully, I saw it start and got well out of the way before the pieces splintered off. Go there, enjoy the views and the newly cleared trails.


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