Gray Ladies Digging

on a warm spring day

 can be taxing work.

Although extremely exciting

it is very exhausting.

Just ask me...another gray lady digging in the garden with Lil.

We were both very serious about and satisfied with our work.

Digging?

Not me!!!

This N That

Did a Random Five but didn't have a clue
Was pointed out by a single reader's view
I have visited the writing prompts
And seem not inspired
So no poems today
My shovel knee is tired

My space has become larger
And the other proportionally filled
When I had this thought
I said, Aw, no big deal

Here is the tire garden in the early morning rain
It will find new space below the rock that drains
And this other garden so overcrowded with plants
Will be removed and relocated with an elephant

When this will be done

I can't even dare to say

I'm easily distracted

And I may just run away.

Rhabdomancy...

Witching is a fascinating art.  Something I've witnessed proven over and over mostly in finding water but also in finding pretty much anything. 

I have read a few books since July 2011 when I witched for a cave.  I marked the spot.  Recently I returned.  My stick remained and the hole was larger.  Of course I did not return prepared, I just stopped in Fern Gully when I was on my way to another project.  Just me and dogs, no tools and other work to do.

Lil still swollen from killing a copperhead (Good Dog!) the night before started digging.  Now this is not a varmint tunnel.  This was one spot of two I witched in Fern Gully when I was cave hunting. 

After pointing Lil at the small opening she begins to dig.

When digging is involved Ki-Anne and Junior always join in.  I notice this is solid dirt they are digging.  Lil is pulling live tree roots out.  I have nothing with me to help dig and I am kicking myself.  I find a machete in the back of the Ranger and chop vines and briers out of the way.  I even misuse the machete a little and cut some roots and remove some dirt. This was going to be a special project and I had side-tracked to essentials instead of following my dream of finding a cave.  Of course I had excuses this past summer was too hot and too dry to dig anything.

As I leave Lil is as hesitant to abandon her project as I am.  Another day, maybe when we have the proper tools we will return.  I hope.  It's been almost a year and a half since I first witched this spot.  Calling Lil away so she can cool in the creek I'm hoping it's not another year before I return to this spot.

Every Picture Tells A Story...

but  they don't always end the way we had planned.

Ki-Anne Kapers

Digging her way to China,

trying figure out how the dirt got back in,

Did you do that, Mom?  Bad Mom!

I'll just dig it out again.

and again, no matter what it takes.

Cooling in the water garden,

What the heck happened, the hole is full again.

 This is getting old, digging and redigging.

Ki returns to the water garden,

and exits to see this....

Someone had stolen the hole...again!

I had entirely too much fun, doing this to her.