Do you remember the childhood game, Pick Up Sticks? It came in a cylinder and contained lots of multi-colored plastic sticks like long extended toothpicks. There was one black stick, and the whole idea was to pick up as many sticks as you could without moving the others. If you moved another stick, then you lost your turn. The winner had the most sticks at the end of the game. We played this game by the hour.
Well, today as Foxy and I started out after last night's bad storm, we picked up sticks. Actually, while there were uncountable sticks everywhere, there was also many tree limbs big and small. Several of the guys had chain saws, and we went to work. By 3:30 this afternoon I was exhausted and glad to go home and get my second shower of the day. I also went through two complete sets of work clothes. It was very humid here today, and this made the work more difficult.
Gordon started a fire, and we kept it going all day and barely made a dent in all of the limbs collected. We filled trailer loads and loads. Now we also have wood for burning once it cures. I think that the game of pick up sticks would be much more fun especially if played with grandchildren. What a mess and hard work caused by this storm. Happy travels and stay out of nasty wind and rain storms.
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