Stop in for a cup of coffee

Today I figured while the ground was soft and moist I could tear into an old fence line. Pull up t posts, rip sucker brush out and push over small locust. The locust are the bane of my existence. they are covered in medieval 2-3 inch spike thorns. They go thru boots or tires with impunity. They are evil. I got about forty feet done today. And was thrilled.