As I’ve walked in Lorimer Park recently I’ve been noticing this scene. The players have all been in place for several days and are set up front and center at the work barn right by the trail.
I just feel that we’re all waiting for the tractor to step up and do a clean-and-jerk with the log.
Otherwise I don’t know why the log is sitting on those poor sawhorses like that. I am sure they are getting pretty tired, holding up all that weight.
Something is going on here but I feel it’s just out of my grasp to comprehend what, exactly.