Cliff and I got out and about fairly early this morning, took our walk, and started working: He used the weed eater and then got on the riding mower; I tilled and planted. I still have to avoid sun exposure for four more days, so even though it was early in the day, I dressed to protect myself.
Why yes, I do always garden barefoot. Why do you ask?
With four cats around who think the garden dirt is their private sandbox, it gets pretty stinky out there running the tiller. I certainly hope cat poop makes good fertilizer.