Johnny swung his axe over his shoulder, backing away as the large pine fell to the ground. The sun felt warm on his skin as it rose, and it was times like this that he could truly appreciate nature.

As he loaded the tree into his truck, he could smell pancakes, maple and bacon from down the road. It looked like Papa's Pancakeria was open.

"I could use some breakfast..." He mumbled to himself as got in the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition before heading over.