So Kevin mentioned that he had struck up a conversation with a tree-trimmer while he was out working last week and had scored us some free wood-chips to use as dress mulch for the garden(s).

I headed straight inside to knock out a few freelance quickies after work on Friday.

(I didn’t pay much attention to the low truck rumbles outside…)

I’d later emerge for my nightly stroll around the yard with the guys and damn near dropped my drink along with my jaw.

I was expecting a few wheelbarrow’s full or something.

They delivered a small mountain which took up over half the driveway.

Before the weekend the pile would be half gone.

Real nice hardwood, (oak I believe) – really nice after the rainstorm this weekend – it smelled like chicken.