This was probably the coldest morning of the season, a time to second-guess how much clothing is needed. It felt wintry at first, though quite fine at the work site, where we eventually had three fires. That, and ample chances to cut and drag voluminous amounts of brush, obviated any possible complaints of feeling chilled.
By the end of the morning volunteers effectively pushed brush back to the drainage that marked the margin between the brushy and more open tracts of land. Looking great!
Black Partridge Sunday November 20
The second cold morning became quite tolerable in a short time - we were in a sheltered spot and totally cozy once we got a fire going. We almost broke through our brushy patch to its west side, an open area that once was pasture for the dairy farm in its previous incarnation.
We had one first-time Palos volunteer, Steward John Marlin's nephew Adam, and a return visit from last week's new kids, George and Janina. It seems like everyone brought their "A" game, and we cut and burned a lot.