After months of feeling trapped by temporary fencing and having to listen to heavy construction equipment all day every day, the workmen have finally moved their center of operation to another part of the apartment complex. They have left behind a lot of dirt with nothing left growing on it, but the boys think that's fine. They are outside digging for treasure. So far, they have found a piece of clay pipe, which they tell me is ancient pottery, and many rocks, which they tell me is gold. The youngest boy also dug up a stick and declared that it was a fossil.
I find it amusing how hard children will work when they are playing.