I thought it would never happen, but there it is – dirty ground at last, after all that white stuff. I can even get over to the flower pot that never got moved. However, the lawn is still too soggy to walk on, so the tree lights are still hanging. De-pooping was interesting with a new lower-back twinge, but I manufactured a long-handled poop scoop and collected four bucketfuls before the rain turned everything to mush.

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