fates unknown. Over the years we have had docks and buoys, lumber and
bumpers, logs and boats, left at the tide line for our discovery and
use. This time we had a wonderfully sound and clear rough cut 4x6
placed neatly in the dead beach grass waiting for some new productive
use around the property. I hoist it on my shoulder, wink to the sea
gods, and tramp back to the lumber pile where it will sit among
friends until its next moment of glory arrives.
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