A long time ago my great-grandfather called his three sons and told them to go pick cherries. The sons refused to do so. Angered, great-grandfather took an ax and cut the cherry tree down. He placed a chair next to it, called his wife and told her to sit down and pick cherries from the branches she could reach. So she picked.

The sons came to their father and asked him: "Dad, what on Earth have you done? Why did you cut the tree down?"

And great-grandfather answered: "Did you plant that tree? No? Well, I did! And I will do whatever I want with it!"

^_^

About time I replaced the last journal.