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Tuesday, Mar. 10, 2009 - 8:34 a.m.

The weekend was glorious. I mucked about with my compost bin, trimmed things, planted some seeds. Yesterday it continued with a sound trimming to a pine tree that's cozied up to the house a little too much-- no one had ever trimmed it, and it just keeps getting bigger, sending limbs out into the mowable parts of the yard. I cut, sawed, dragged,and stacked. I also found a small dead bird, recently dead-- missing his eyes but otherwise quite fresh, just laying on the lower branches of the tree. I buried him and put the brush pile on top.

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