More dangerous than heli-skiing; more exciting than the Snake River in an inner tube; more scatological than a Lenny Bruce monologue.
Dreams realized are bigger than we think.
All that, plus spring has come to Longleaf. I'm either on the roof or in the woods.
Photos tomorrow, in between whipping up a pan of Lasagne Marguerite for a sunset supper in the new dining room. We don't need no stinkin' walls!
A restored "lost post" (mini-post!) from March, 25, 2005.
