Ow.

Brooke here:

Sorry for the silence.  I screwed up my hands but good over the weekend; they are slowly on the mend.

I blame the ivy.  There is simply too much of it.  And I’ve learned there once was some sort of brick or poured clay patio under the area where the Vestigial Lawn will be… I was digging up the ivy roots and kept pulling up sheets of flat red clay, almost like tiles.  I’ll have to get a picture.  Anyhow, slamming a cultivator into rock (tile?) for three hours a day for three days wrecked my hands and wrists.  I think my birthday gift to myself is hiring a dude to finish cultivating the area for me as I am especially ow and it hurts to do things, like type or draw.

Ice now, more writing later!

 

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