The big double sycamore that's been leaning over the creek at more and more extreme angles for several years now has finally come down. I need to cut away the branches; there's no clearing the big logs with my little chain saw. The good news is that I may have solved the problem of putting a footbridge across the creek! On Friday, I thought I'd be productive and start in on the sawing, but my chain saw was cranky, and pulling it made my head spin. I decided I had no business working in the afternoon, even down in the relative coolth of the creekbed.
A kitty cat appeared at my open cabin door this morning. Some of the local mildlife just checking me out. It scampered off when I greeted it. A barn cat of one of the neighbors, I'm guessing. It was all grown up and looked well fed.
I'd post more pix, but my battery died soon after I got there. Boo, hoo. In other news, I got home about 2:30 today and after some rest and catching up on the 'net, took a shower and shaved. I'd lost three and a half pounds out in the holler! I'm probably dehydrated, so that won't stay off, but still. It feels good to be (relatively) svelte.