The Old Sawmill
I have blogged about Gary's sawmill before; quite a few years ago. He doesn't use it actively any more; just fires it up occasionally to cut stuff we might need, or he might just want. He had bush-hogged down around there and it was looking very picturesque when I walked by it a couple of weeks ago. And having gotten this far with this blog post, I can't think of another blamed word to write about it. Haha... Well, let me ramble around a bit I guess. Gary worked this sawmill quite extensively back in his younger years, even before he did dairy farming, I think. He might have had a few cows and still worked it at the same time, but I can't recall if he has ever mentioned it specifically. At any rate he has many memories from when he was sawmilling. It makes me remember my dad and how he was a lumberjack back in Northern California in the 40s and 50s, I think. He never did own his own sawmill, but he sawed down many a tree...