Hepatica

Oooh, no tea in the morning made very sleepy elf. Also, had very unpleasant dreams before and after I awoke, well before the alarm. Very, very unpleasant.
The pants say size 52, I merely say "very much too large". And "Uuuuuhhhhrrrr!" since they still have the odd treenail or leftovers from last years housebuilding.
Our ditch is number five. We have found a huuuuge amount! ...of rocks, stones, gravel and more stones. I did, however, find a small piece of pottery, the size of a small nail. Others found flint and burnt bones. We're expected to find a darker piece of earth which will tell there's been a pole there, deeper down.
Inflammation or whatever it is in left ribs came back with a vengeance. Maybe I overexerted myself Sunday. Am now once again eating the vicious medicine, with or without recommendation for it, I want this to be over.
Sun and wind and digging from half past nine to four p.m. makes very tired elf. Must finish up the essay.
Want a hug! I've been good today.

Three things that went well today:
Digging. Sifting. Getting back home.

I am thankful for:
Things that grow. Warm, friendly, long hugs. Quick-made food.

I could use some help with:
Not flipping on the all-too-daft woman. Not destroying my joints and back. Working diligently.