This being my birthday, I was prepared to embrace a day of sloth. I actually made some headway with an email backlog, read some course material, updated software and made bread. With some of the afternoon still ahead, I was preparing to go out into the garden when I noticed the hydro crew clearing trees from the pole on the corner of our front yard. I had been expecting them for months since the advance man came around to let us know what would be done. After a brief conversation with the friendly crew, I arranged for their buddies coming along behind with the chipper truck to leave me a great birthday present — a whole truckload of wood chips! Bob was not quite as thrilled as I was, but joined in anyway to start shifting them to the back yard, where they are already becoming a path around the pond.

Happy birthday! Our dinner this evening includes ratatouille. I will think fondly of you. And the chips and the pond path.
Happy Birthday, Lynda! Quite the novel birthday present you got. Unusual to be so easy to please.
Rosemary
You did say you would share your chips????
Remember Grandpa used to say – I’ll pay you when my ship comes in?
Luv
Mum
Happy birthday Lynda, Glad to hear you were smart enough to hang on to the chips for the garden.
Luv You.