Today was a hard day, but it's a day I feel really good about. My body feels relived to be sitting, and my head satisfied since the sitting is well earned. Breakfast came fast, the morning had consisted of mostly cleaning. As I picked after our break, I found rock, after rock after rock. I admit that I have gotten off rather easy compared to other squares this month in the amount of rocks come across. Now I'm making up for it. I must have pulled out over 20 rocks weighing somewhere from 30-200 pounds. After prying and pulling and pushing them loose, they would be rolled into a pile meant for the cliff. One by one they were placed on the "Arny net" and lifted up and out of the 6 foot + hole. (I'm really glad for the tier.) Then once above ground, they were either rolled over the cliff, or picked up and placed in the pile of really big rocks. There was a time (the first and second week) when we could throw all the rocks into the valley, and watch as they bounced and broke. (It's one of the most exciting sights.) Then the Israeli Park People came up the mountain to tell us that we couldn't do that anymore, big rocks had to be pilled; only the smaller ones could go over. It's a shame they didn't define what small is. While lifting one particular not so small rock out of the hole, it landed on my foot. This was earlier in the day, and after that display of the rocks dislike for me, I decided that I didn't like those rocks to much either, so I tried as hard as I could to take out as many rocks as possible. Even with the great amount we took out today, there are still many waiting in that dirt - and they better beware, cause tomorrow, I'm coming back.
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