I used to have a (favorite) shrub in this spot. It split in half from all of the snow this winter and struggled to survive all summer long. It finally gave up the ghost about a month ago. I'd been meaning to take it out but it was just so darn hot. Then it got dry - not the best for digging, I was waiting for a good soaking rain to make shrub extraction a bit easier. About a week ago Murphy and Ray decided that it was time. Limb by limb they literally tore the shrub apart, (egged on by Rachel, Josh, and I) until all that was left was a piece of root in the ground and a small piece of still-attached trunk protruding from the earth. Ray was determined to get the last of it OUT (he was not deterred by hard, dry dirt.)He's still working on it but I have every confidence he will succeed. At least, he will if he would just stop dropping bones in the hole and covering them up. Then digging them out. Then covering them up. Then digging them out. Then covering them up....
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