I want to be a tree climber.
A few weeks ago, lightning struck our big black locust tree. Mom and Dad brought the arborist around, who thought we could save it if we cut off the crispy part. Yesterday, that's just what they did. Dad was a bit stressed out about the new sod. Mom was a bit stressed out about the tree climber's life (but happy she got to use her zoom lens). I was elated to have already discovered my lot in life.
It was pretty amazing. The chainsaw just hung from the guy's belt. I can't wait to give it a go!
