Hey John i was in your hood last weekend. It was cold in the morning but turned out nice by noon. I didn't even think about hitting you up so we could go to dinner. I'll hit you up next time we head that way, it's starting to get to cold for this old man. Summer will be the next time we are up that way.
There is nothing like watching your nicely stacked pallet of fence planks disassemble itself like a pack of playing cards, just peeling off the top one after the other in a graceful arc.
It helps to have Varmints who can be tasked with putting that stack back together.