These are the after photos -- just imagine piles of brush throughout the ravine and you'll appreciate my joy at their absence.
The epitome of a 4.5 year old boy.
Knitting on the SNB (and it's huge size 5 needles) has wounded me -- I have a hole in my finger. Ouch. So instead of knitting I am spending my evening uploading pics of my stash. Fun fun.
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