Friday I power-raked the lawn (or what's left of it after being under a foot of snow for months), raked up all the resulting thatch. Yesterday I tilled my 1000-square-foot garden, planted my peas, and tossed another few inches of composted chicken manure on the asparagus bed. I'm pretty well shot-down this morning. Were I to try and describe how I feel to a doctor, I'd have to say that I feel like I've been dead and stiff for a month and suddenly forced to move again. Everything hurts. That creaking sound you hear is me. The moaning too. On Sun, Mar 17, 2013 at 9:30 AM, Dave Gary <davegary@me.com> wrote:

Chuck,

I didn’t even think about the hahaha until you mentioned it. I knew what you meant. Tonight’s the night I think. I will keep you posted. Later today I’m going to drive out and scout low-western-horizon sites. Anyway, the wiener’s will enjoy it. First, I have to fix a leak in my sprinkler system. Let’s see if I can make it worse. Yesterday, I had to fix a flat on my Crown Vic. This weekend is starting out great.