Thta's right: we dig deep holes. Deep, deep holes below the frost line. No wonder we were tired last week when attempting to entertain! Two days of climbing in and out of a four foot hole, lifting sand, rocks and gravel over your shoulders makes for sore and achey artists. But it paid off; we're on to phase two of "the big dig".
Another interesting aspect was the strata of all those millions of years of compacted layers laid bare for us to see. I don't know if that photo above does justice, but it was fascinating to see the different sandwiched levels... certain ones provided waaaaaaaaaay easier digging, no question!
Here's another activity that we engaged in. When one of us was down in the hole, the other was sifting the sand from the rocks. Bob has a screen that has has used for this purpose for years; differentiating between soil and rocks or compost and sticks. It works great... and it's sorta fun.
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