(5/4 Stock Creek & Natural Tunnel)
Justin found a bucket to carry rocks, railroad discards, and other stuff. It was a little rusty and had holes. We started singing "there's a hole in my bucket" and shortly after that most of the bottom fell out. Simple joys from simple treasures.

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