sacrifice

Imagine if you will:

Me, climbing the apple tree to do some much neglected pruning. Initially I was on the ladder but then decided to step up into the tree to reach some of the hard to reach branches. I was feeling pretty good about my ability to balance and prune and only had one minor panic attack. But, when I was finished, I had to get down out of the tree. I got caught on a branch and was stuck. Stuck as in - a branch pierced my jeans and I was unable to move. There was no way I was calling for help with the neighbours in hearing distance. So, after some serious body manipulation and the sacrifice of the jeans I set myself free.

I was done for the day. I drank two beer.