
My crew at work on the site of a nineteenth-century tenant farm in Delaware, under skies full of puffy clouds. It was a glorious day, warm breezy, with plenty of sunshine but not too much.

The field we are working in was fertilized a few weeks ago with what they call "chicken litter." This is the waste from industrial chicken farms, mainly manure but also numerous eggshells and a fair number of bones. So a lot of the ground looks like this, and they make a disturbing crunch under your boots.
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