Don't think I've ever needed a shower that much.

But I think I finally managed to get all the twigs out of my hair. That shirt may be a total loss, though. Nothing like hauling trees and digging holes in the ground to work up a sweat and then get it turned into mud.

Especially when somebody starts a dirt fight and then cheats, so she just ends up with cute little smears on her nose. I'll get you yet, missy, and I think I know how . . . ;)

Eh, well, at least this place doesn't seem to run out of hot water.