The guys get ready to do a little logging. Mark, on the right, wants to mill these cedar logs.
The logs have been piled at the edge of the swamp for more than 20 years, but under the moss and fungus, the wood is still good, and fragrant.
It will be a challenge to untangle the mess, though!
Nearby in the swamp fluttered evidence of a tasty duck dinner for someone. The vague white pile behind this feather is all that's left. I suspect the owl.
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