Deep holes

I’m battling mild despair as the 50mm of rain we’ve had in the last two days attempts to scuttle my plans for getting the orchard up. We got close. I have five big four metre poles sitting in deep holes filled with water and little chance of compacting them in. I tried bucketing the water out but the dry dirt I shovelled in quickly turned to mush and within quarter of an hour the holes were filling fast with water again as more seeped through the profile. Now I’m covered in sticky mud and no closer to a solution. Gravel might work. On top of that I need to auger six more holes and get another six more short poles in (and compacted!) before tomorrow; my operator has a greater crisis to attend to and can’t help; and I still need to put in at least ten stays today. If I can’t get them finished today I won’t be standing up the big six metre centre poles tomorrow, which then flows on and makes Sunday’s PLAGGA look a bit suspect.

All I can do is focus on what I can control and let the rest take care of itself. Things will work out and these problems will all fade into the past, it’s just a matter of when. I didn’t give up stressing in the city to come and stress in the country. It's a beautiful day out there.