Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Freaky, nervous me

I felt like a cat pacing back and forth in a pet shop cage yesterday, while the tree guys changed Silver Maple into something I don't recognize.  Why does it bother me on some (weird?) level to have people in the backyard?  Not sure.  I'd prefer to be outside under their feet, watching their every move.
I'll be glad when they're done.
That's all.

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