We could have used one of these last Saturday. The funny thing is, I was chatting with our neighbour Bernie as dusk fell Sunday. 'Twas then I noticed the humungous boulder in his front yard. His landscaper brought it in on a flatbead from Muskoka and craned it on to his yard. My how I laughed. Not out loud. Not I, descendant of stone farmers. Not I.
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