The ground was tough to work with. I had to pry loose a great deal of rock ranging from gravel to miniboulders. Some of that gravel was leftover from the temporary road built for our new septic system. The big rocks are destined for our dry rock wall.
It took about five hours over two days:
It's deeply satisfying, hard work. It's rewarding to look back and see these spaces transformed. I (Bryan) did this with my mp3 player, podcasts muttering in one ear. Each prying loose of rock, each hefting of soil was accompanied by classic radio drama, Japanese history, or discourses on engineers. The 21st century nestled with a much older practice, as with much of our lives here on the homestead.