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Today, I took the tractor into the woods and cleaned the path a bit. It rained a few sprinkles but certainly not enough to cut down much of the dust I consumed.
This is the place that I call "The Park", but really it is just some level spot where I put two outdoor resin chairs several years ago.
The chairs looked like this today -- broken up and thrown over the hill. They were my mom's chairs that she once kept on her back porch. I took Marie down here one last time on the tractor so she could sit to read and be alone.
