The stars finally aligned to fetch the new/used chicken coop that Mrs. Augie scored on the fakebook marketplace. It needs a little TLC, but I couldn't build it for the price she paid. This one has an automagical powered door hinge gizmo that will open and close the chicken door by timer setting or photoperiod - a very nice feature for forgetful geriatric chicken herders.
While I had Nanner out I spent about 45 minutes clearing underbrush in a little patch of woods along the back horse pasture, and started placing what I hope will be the last 27 tons of 4"x6" crushed limestone on the pond dam. I'm a bit squishy from sitting on my duff for the last 45 days so I only put out one loader bucket full of stone. Stopping at that was a good move - I'm only a little bit sore in the hands and back. If I'd done another load I'd be hating life this morning.