Fool that I am, I decided to do a little digging on the bird pond today.

Just starting to do the edges, and P reminded me to take a before shot.

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I made good progress, considering the rock-hard dry ground, and approximately five million roots, some of which required a hatchet because no way was a shovel cutting those big bitches.

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I’m building up the north side a little so it’ll be level.

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Started the stair-stepping that’ll eventually be the waterfall. Not a big waterfall; the birds want to drink and bathe, not go whitewater rafting.

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I may have run into a few roots. I hate osage-orange trees.

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Grace was surprised  (and most hilariously so) to find the spot where the feeder had been was now a hole in the ground. He found the new location easily enough, though. Only two of them today.

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The vervain has not only forgiven me for leaving it so long in a too-small pot, but has started producing some lovely flowers that MLBs like.

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That’s it. My hands hurt and all I want to do is feed the fish, shower and SLEEP!