Tree Nook

One of the men who's been working on our kitchen noticed Zeke manfully trying to nail scraps of lumber to a crooked pallet in the cherry tree.

As I looked out the upstairs window, he straightened the pallet, screwed it in, and made their day.

This same kind fellow just recently delivered the hind quarters of a deer he'd shot, too! How's that for going above and beyond the call of duty? As he told me, "I'm home-grown and farm-raised, too, so I get it."  Phew. I think that means our dirty house didn't scare him off.