After we hit the farmer's market for provisions, we're off into the mountains to spend our weekend hauling two-ton stones up a mountainside, using raw man power, to be set into the ground as part of a megalithic circle that will stand and mark sacred ground for centuries. I'll return on Sunday with hands blistered from pulling rope and feet sore from dancing the night away in the sand of the drum circle. That's my kind of labor.
Have a wonderful holiday weekend, world!
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