Back to digging stumps this morning. Then cutting down an ancient vine with enough dead tendrils to keep a basket factory in business a year. Pickup’s filled, but there must be three more bed loads in waiting. What a mess. Rain came late afternoon, so we took a break, went for coffee, then came home and put the tools away for the night. Dump tomorrow. Rocky Top later in the week. Be nice if Vern, the bricklayer, showed up and got started on the new entry gate to the side yard. All the work will have seemed worth it if that happens.