Aw, back to work… ðŸ˜¢
It was a wonderful two weeks of vacation, even if it was filled with physical therapy sessions and chores.
Saturday I joined the “Overachievers” group for a trip down to Cochran Mill Park. Everyone except yours truly did the Dirty Sheets bile ride, while I did a 5+ mile hike through the woods. After our exercise most of us headed to Cochran Mill Brewing for a celebratory beer or two. As an added “bonus”, the brewery was also the On-After for Saturday’s hash which was laid in Fairburn.
On early Sunday morning I confirmed that one block is about as far as I want to drag a Christmas tree. Before sunrise a made three trips to drag four discarded Christmas trees back to the ITP Estate to become fuels for future fire pit fires, and perhaps organic material for the future garden. It was a vigorous fifteen minute of exercise before my day really started.
After lugging Christmas trees to the way back of the yard I once again took shovel in hand and put in a third day of mud shoveling and root pulling in an effort to clear the brick path. I am not sure Woodstock was as muddy as my backyard was yesterday. ðŸ˜‚ I have at least a few more hours of labor ahead of me to finish this task. And then, I need to level the ground next to it where I plan to put my raised garden beds; I’m sure I’ll hit a ton of roots in that ground as well. ðŸ™
Sunday afternoon’s fun was walking around taking photos of the old Presidential Hotel (at I-85/I-285 aka “Spaghetti Junction”) while the real hashers did trail. It was a chilly day.
My early rising combined with manual labor knocked me out very early last night.
Hope that your 2021 has gotten off to a happy and healthy start.