Yeah, awake.

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Oh, and the sun is up.  I kept trying to wake, when I realized the sun was out, but... it is what it is.  Until the weather settles, and then I catch my breath and make it around, it will be what it has been... a crapshoot.  Not that I mind.  I'll keep at it as I may.

I realized that, with all the rain and the lack of sun, the ground should be about as soft as it gets.  What does that mean?  It means if I were to spade some soil, this would be as good a time as ever.  The spot I would like to plant rhubarb and maybe horseradish, and another area I might want to plant asparagus, plus where the raspberries will go, since I have decided against raised beds for those, will have to be dug open, degrassed, and maybe covered until things go in.  Staked-in trash bags might work for cover, though those might not be recommended.  Chemically treated?

I'll do some research as well.  But, today, I might go out with a spade, tape measure, and whatever elbow grease I have on hand.  Mine isn't in the 55 gallon barrels, yet.  I'll have to make do with the quart jar I do have... and whatever level it is currently at.  *shakes head*  Funny thing about elbow grease?  The more you use it, the more, in time, you can have on hand at any time.  The less you use it the less you have, gradually.  Each of those has some limits.  But...

Oh, not just spading.  Even with the decent and recent rain with a lack of sun, this soil is medium to difficult to hand dig.  I would give it good loam, moderate clay, but fairly gravely on up to fist-sized rocks.  That is why I purchased a pick-axe and a man-heighted heavy breaker bar.  Those work right until they don't.  Trust me, I've been down and dirty and zapped.  Back-hoe, all I'm saying there.  And with gratitude.  This won't take that... probably.  :p

Actually, I will do what I can of that, then do some dishes, then get a bath in.  Probably nap in the bath.  A shower first?  Maybe.  I would like to take a soaker bath, that requires being clean first.  Yeah, I know.  I checked, it's a Saturday.  So I can, officially and faithfully, break my ass.  I can only deal with my ass on Sunday if it's in a hole.  Well... I best get to it.  Burning daylight and it is getting late.  Good day.