Kea’s first visit to the Ranch
Rain falling part way up the mountain and then fog.
Green felled trees get milled
Although in our great “vision” of things we had never planned to mill the lumber from the trees that were felled off the footprint, Tom-the-logger and the Mayea-excavators put me in touch with a Welches man who had a portable mill.
Stewart had done the remodel on Aileen and Kes’ home in Portland and the results were [...]