Logging with Dad

Can you hear that chain saw? 

  Smell the spruce trees?
      Sometimes we packed a picnic lunch

      and spent the whole day in the woods

       helping Dad. 



 

 

Mom must be the photographer
on this outing because there is not
one picture of her.
      (this was long before the days of selfies)

                                         






There's a small scale model of this on
a shelf above Dad's desk.

In December 2013 I wrote about visiting the book mobile and checking out a book named
      ~ The Taste of Spruce Gum   
                   by Jacqueline Jackson

When I look at these pictures I think about that story.  A day to remember . . .






What an unwieldy beast this computer is! I attempted to move some pictures and edit some words and add a line or two.  Then things went all askew  and refused to cooperate.  That's why there are large empty spaces with no words.  This is an experiment to see if I can fill in the blanks.

 

                        



























Dad and his four daughters....


It didn't work.   =/