Where are all the willing asmr weirdos when you need them?

Weeding out the road up to my house. Neverending story. The tiny birch saplings stick really good to the ground. It’s as if they’re rooting to stay … At least I’ve got a good audio book going (Destroying Angel by Richard Paul Russo). It’s a scifi noir thing. I think. I’m just an hour or two in so far.