Into the bush I went, Apple tree is standing tall in its memory of life. Death creeped into the roots and left this bearer of fruit in a moment in time of its death. With ease it first limb comes down with joy as its limbs were tied together with grape vine but not hinderence was not its gift. For falling was a great success. However, upon climbing the tree to remove the small limbs to revove the risk of branches snapping and bouncing at me. For this the Apple tree wished me no to take it without cost. For the limb I was standing on snaped, and I came to understand the great force of gravity.

As you can see it is mostly scratches but I have to say that is through a layer of clothing as well. I managed to walk away with not much skin lost but this morning when I woke up my ribs were very sore and taking a deep breath was sore. So the tree my have taken some skin but I got the bugger down and I won in that way.

So other then that I have small things I have done but that is for tomorrow morning as I have to finsh them up.

Until Then

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.