It's a strange and blustery 70 degree day here, not conducive to fishing so there's work being done. Winter time is the only time to tackle the massive, woody, poison ivy vines that strangle the trees around the property in summer.
Boy helper helps.
Girl helpers are playing kitchen.
Old lawnmower helps.
Mommy takes pictures.
It's still a bit wild,
but with the telltale signs of the presence of men left behind.
What will move in when the clearing out is finished? More walking/biking trails? John has his eye on a rather large jump I know, or maybe a fort, or chickens...or a knitting studio...I know, don't laugh.