The drought left a lot of dead trees. My husband has cut down three, three have just fallen over and now he has his eye on four more that need to come down. So during these winter months when it’s not so hot that the work is unbearable, he has been trekking to the farm to put his chainsaw to work. There’s clean up to do clearing that fallen timber. He has to cut the trunks into logs so he can manage hauling them to the burn pile.
He likes the quiet in the country but sometimes he needs a little interaction. He carries his phone with him all the time and yes, he tweets on Twitter. This log just spoke to him. So he answered back with a message.
As he showed me the picture of his handiwork that he carved out with the chainsaw no less, he asked “Do you think I could put it at the entrance under the mailbox?”
“Sure, dear”, I answered, “people will know an Aggie* lives here.”
Look what else he caught a slice of that day. A prism in the sky!
*Aggie – a graduate or student of Texas A&M who “whoops” at the sound of the word aggie or said university; alumni and/or students who greet each other with a firm handshake and/or “howdy”