I restacked my old pile of wood that I had to pull down because I couldn’t think ahead if my life depended on it.
But this time, I paid some attention to the quality of the layup. So all in all, I’m happier to see that thing when I look out the window now. Yes, somehow stuff like that that shouldn’t matter matters to me…
Wow, that’s so foreign to me. I knocked down a live tree the other day because it was full of termites.