The Sawmill.

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This sawmill has been around ever since I can remember. It's my uncle's. He used to saw huge amounts of wood, but now it's run down and hardly ever used, if at all. It's become a storage unit of sorts for all the things that have no place else to go.

Scraggletree.

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I love this tree. It has a lot of character for just being a tree. It stands alone in a field overlooking Blacksburg. Soon, this field will be full of new houses and new families. It has put up a good fight, but I have a feeling it's going to lose this battle in the end.