Roy’s Got Wood
Traveling with Dad is a study in trees. The kinds. The colors. The ages. One sees the forest AND the trees.
When he worked, he was a forester. His specialty was wood procurement. Translated, he bought trees. I remember him coming home when I was a little girl. In waders, carrying on about the rattlesnake he shot in a swamp that day.
In a time when it became increasingly unpopular to harvest trees, Dad couldn’t stop talking about his job. He STILL talks about it.
That beech tree there. Yeah, I could get a bunch of firewood out of that thing.
Look at that oak tree. That’d make some pretty furniture.
Roy has always been a man with a lot of wood. Long live the Tour du Roi.