I live in the middle of 96 acres of "Gods Country". Almost all hills and hollows with trees and the usual wild animals. My yard is a little over 2 acres with over a hundred trees that I dug and planted. (Must have had a brain fart) Marked them in the fall when leaves were at their best and dug in the spring to transplant. Almost all out of my woods. I'm getting to the age that it is a bit much for me but the kids don't want me to move. They do help me if I ask. I'm kind of stubborn so don't ask much. Just when there is heavy lifting. (lots of health issues and not supposed to lift much) Just flat out makes me mad as a hatter that I can't do the things I used to do. Don't like this getting old stuff!