There’s this thing I’ve noticed. If I block something from the blog I tend to lose the ability to post anything else. I guess “block” isnt really the word I’m looking for. Somethings I decide are not appropriate to share with the interweb at large. Those things I express through other channels and that’s that. It’s when I have something to say here, and for whatever reason don’t say it that I run into trouble.
It was a family affair.
Everyone took up shovels to lend a hand.
This is my game face: getting ready to show that dirt who’s boss.
We worked in tiers
Eventually it got good and deep.
This is maybe a quarter of the dirt we had to get rid of after we filled the raised garden bed that spans the width of the yard.
And while we were digging Moo was working hard trying to get our attention. The result was that at 19 months old she finally decided it was worth her trouble to go ahead and stand up on her own two feet. We cheered and clapped and hollered until she sat back down and then we dug some more until she stood up again.
All in all it was 2 1/2 weeks working every night after dinner until the hole was dug, the Moo was standing, and the dirt was hauled out to the driveway so people responding to our craig’s list add could come and haul it off at their leisure.
And then it was done. By the way, we planned on the trampoline staying a bit above ground level it’s not just that we got sick of digging after 3 feet and called it good.