Vakkotaur

The doorbell rang earlier this evening and for once it wasn't someone thinking they were special and that the 'no proselytizing' sign only applied to other people. Instead it was the next door neighbors asking if they could have the branches I trimmed from some trees a while back. They wanted the wood for a fire. I wanted to be rid of the branches.

They got the wood. I got rid of the old branches. That worked out well all around.