DIBS: Never cut teak. Only native species. I have cut down thousands of red oak, white pine, hemlock, ash, maple (soft maple and hard maple), beech… the occasional white oak, butternut, black walnut… but never teak.
My favorite smell is what it’s like right after a heavy rain in the summer. It takes me back to being 8 years old and singing James Taylor songs while sliding in my socks across the kitchen floor that my mom had just waxed.
Snappy, you got post #400. It’s not quite the same as the coveted #500, but you’ll take what you can get…
Hey…do I get a prize for being #400?
That smell is good, Biff, until you wind up cross eyed and nauseous!
“My favorite smell is what it’s like right after a heavy rain in the summer”
YES!! i love this too!!
quote:
“I hate the smell, but then again I never lived on a dairy farm like he did.”
from the way NYC, especially brooklyn seem to be “evolving” these days, you may very well be living on a dairy farm. 🙁
B2C REPZ
*rob*
A freshly powdered baby is particularly nice. Love that smell.
I like the smell of gas (not the kind emitted from animals, the kind at the pump).
DIBS: Never cut teak. Only native species. I have cut down thousands of red oak, white pine, hemlock, ash, maple (soft maple and hard maple), beech… the occasional white oak, butternut, black walnut… but never teak.
My favorite smell is what it’s like right after a heavy rain in the summer. It takes me back to being 8 years old and singing James Taylor songs while sliding in my socks across the kitchen floor that my mom had just waxed.