May 10th Monday
Woke up, made coffee, and back to work. Finished the second hole by midday; took a break for some lunch, then back to work. That horrible first hole was still frozen solid and I ignored it. But I did decide to attempt the other 2 holes that were in shadier areas to see if they were just as frozen. My next hole was the one that had the birch stump nearby. I hacked away at the stump just enough to get around it and then set to chopping and digging away. I finished that hole by the end of the day, despite the big tree root sticking out over it and bomping me on the head every once and awhile.
By the end of the day, I was ridiculously sore. I could barely lift the mattock and my triceps were screaming, my hands were blistered, and I was trying to imagine how my body was going to hold out for 5 more days, 6 more holes. Yikes.
Spring Thaw!
And then I remembered what my friend Sonia told me about long-distance cycling.... Day 1 is ok, Day 2 is the worst, Day 3 is hard, and after that, they're all easy. Whew. I hope the same goes for digging!
That evening, Otter and I strolled down to the pond, and checked out the ducks there. One pair of Mallards and another pair, either Common or Barrow Goldeneye. As we came back up, Otter heard the chirping of a tree squirrel and went crazy chasing after it! After that, he was constantly watching a certain tree and would go tearing off into the woods every time he heard the chirps. Never did catch anything!
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