In the past couple of days I haven’t done much. The emotions of Thanksgiving and the overload of medication due to my liver had me being lazy. I find now that my muscles are aggravated from lack of use and so am I.
It should be a good day today. We are going to start off this morning working on the rock wall we are building here. Then we will go off Zee’s house. Zee is a man that John does landscaping for. I go along with him and help out when I am not being a pain in his rear. (I have had a lot less temper tantrums lately.)
Anyway, at Zee’s house, the project I am working on is a tomato garden. Zee wants his tomato stakes to go deeper, but the dirt underneath is littered with rocks, big and small. The garden is about 12 feet long, three feet wide. What I am doing is digging down about two feet, screening the rocks out into a wheel barrel that John will then empty for me because that is much to heavy for me. Once the rocks are out, the soft loam goes back in to feed Zee’s tomatoes next year. The nutrients mixed together from the layers of dirt will be perfect for the tomatoes.
It’s a lot of hard work, but I enjoy it and so does my body. I hope Zee realizes I will stopping by to pick up some tomatoes next year.