“How are the dumps going?” Rick asked as Mitch backed in and parked the dump truck he was using to transport snow. “If it starts to pile up and not roll to the bottom, let me know and I will send someone over to push it down for ya.”
“So far things are going good,” Mitch grinned as he hopped out of the truck to wait for it to be loaded with snow. “You making a pile of larger debris over there instead of tossing it in with the snow is helping with it. What are you going to do? Have a bonfire beside the road after the snow melts?”
“Nope, but that’s an idea. It would make one heck of a weiny roast,” Rick chuckled. “We will come down later and cut this stuff up. We turn the pine into mulch to use at the resort for landscaping, and we cut the hardwood and turn it into firewood. We will sell t
