I was so proud of the fact that I cleaned off my rototiller and started defining the edges of my new miniature garden. The soil is better than I thought, just compacted. So I got about a third of the way through when the sky started rumbling.
Then the sky opened up and at least an inch of heavy rain (and maybe two) fell and washed it all away. Clearly I need to work on draining the excess water away from this area before I plant. Sigh.
Anthropology of the World's Fairs 
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