Chainsaws echoed throughout the neighborhood Saturday as people cleaned up after Friday evening's wicked storm, ourselves included. Branches and limbs were lopped and sawed into pieces and when we finished, we all put our hands together and said, "1,2,3, Austins!" It wasn't actually all that bad.
Sunday was Mountain Bike Day at last. The boys biked and "posed" for me along the Cohler Trails in Bentonville. Hot, sweaty, but fun.