This morning I spent a couple of hours helping our university grounds crew get rid of some large wood left from felling beetle-killed pines. I'll dispose of the wood, one piece at a time, all winter.

Anyway it's sunny, it was about 30C, and I was literally running with sweat. A citizen came by on his morning walk and told me I needed a partner to help me load wood. I gathered from his dress that he meant the comment in the abstract.

I told him what my father used to say: "There are two kinds of people who don't mind hard work. Those who do it, because they know that's how things get done. And those who don't, because they can watch the rest of us do it all day long."

Then we had a nice little conversation about organic gardening, and I went back to hoisting 40-kg chunks of pine into the truck after a little rest.

(Point? You wanted a point? )

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