


Anyway, Saturday's all day rain reminded us of the flood, especially when we heard rocks tumbling down the creek bed. The creek's bank eroded some which we'll try to bolster with rocks over the next few months whenever we feel like doing some heavy labor. I found the newly deposited rock island in front of the road culvert, where the creek tunnels under Route 7 and spent a good hour sloshing about happily, carting away chunky creek rocks to create a couple small, stone walls to connect my two raised beds on the aforementioned memorial plot. What a nice way to start the Spring gardening season, under vivid blue skies, so full of promise.
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