I know. Usually I ramble on and on. But today I have some pictures that tell the whole tale without much explanation. If you know Matthew you know he’ll never lift anything that he thinks is too heavy, especially if it’s awkward. Sometimes it upsets him that things don’t go just so. But then, with a little cajoling he remembers he is as strong as Popeye.
High on the Mogollon Rim in Northern Arizona, it’s a lovely fall day. We’re out looking for firewood.
Dad cut this dead tree but the pieces are still giant.
Oh no! It was heavy and he didn’t have a good hold. It looks grim. But then,
YES! Stronger than Popeye!
The truck is loaded. Job done. Now… does anybody want to look at the TV guide?