Well. As of right now, it would be "pics and it didn't happen". The nursery guy ended up running late, and then when he went to pick up the trees, he discovered that the tree farm had ... misrepresented the size of their rootballs to him -- they were about twice as large as he was expecting, which meant that he couldn't use the equipment he had to even move them. So... he was supposed to come by this afternoon, scout out the yard, and figure out what he had to use to get the trees in, but I haven't heard from him since about quarter of two. And I won't be around at all tomorrow morning, so god knows when this is going to happen.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.