Beaten

It was a beautiful MLK Day today. Sunny, warm, breezy with just a hint of January in the gusts, it was a day to be outdoors. I spent part of it this afternoon at the park, and part of it digging. I got out a huge bush, with corresponding roots, by digging all the way around it and prying it out with pick and shovel as levers. The end was an old-fashioned " 'rasslin' " match. Now I do not want to move anything larger than my fingers. My body doth protest the unaccustomed effort. It will adjust.