In the early days of the American expansion westward into the mountains, the frontiersmen carried a kind of pack bag that they referred to as their 'Possible Bag' - I assume that it was 'possible' that most anything they might have need of was in it. Well here is my little green 'Possible Bag' - in the lower left corner, in which I carry my cell phone and camera. As you can see I run a semi-managed woodlot in which I try never to cut any living tree. And here is the results of my cutting wood-stove size pieces of a long dead Red Oak blow-down.
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