* Sheets with little tags that disclose which side goes where.
* A repaired deck. I do not want to put anything on it. I just want lie on it and watch the maple tree.
* Ah...the maple tree. A tree trimmer once left his saw dangling from a branch. There was the saw through the winter swaying over the deck, aimed at who ever came out the door. Too high for me to reach. When I hired to clean out the gutters I offered the saw to keep if he reached up and got it down. He did. I also gave him the saw with the long handle which had been left propped up against the shed. Did this tree trimmer on the spur of the moment change professions? "Hell. I'm not going to do this anymore." So all in all it is an Edgar Allen Poe-ish tree.
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