Just another sunny Saturday on the mesa top.

What a vigorous and fun Saturday! After the boys played each other in a competitive game of basketball, they decided to split some wood. Who needs to go to a gym? Our sixteen-year-old goes first, with some younger boys looking on in awe. He is now 6'3" and wanting to put on lots of new muscle.
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Next goes our football-playing 17-year-old, who really knows how to split the logs!


The boys' mom yells out to me as she is butchering chickens, "Bob, do I have any blood on my face? There are some people coming to look at the puppies."