Uncovering a Path

I wish for a new camera. Then to all it would be visible to work that my duplex-mate Peggy and I put in to our little plot of land we live on. We bundled sticks for the trashman, about 8, really more like 10 that are 12 inches in diameter. All 6 of our trashcans (How did we get so many trashcans? Good question. Ask Peggy) came in handy as they now are full of debris from around the property (not including bundled sticks). Please imagine this piled at the end of my driveway with and old lawn mower and a giant dollhouse.

We were inspired to do the work when our landlord's husband came over yesterday to cut our grass and till us a plot for a garden. Last year I did this all by myself. I was excited to have help. He left the tiller so I can rotate in some compost, but first the weeds need to come out. When he left we continued our work of clearing brush, old lawn art, and old telephone lines. Next to our garden plot is a cement path. There wasn't much exposed because of grass overgrowth.

I was raking the weeds out of our garden plot, when Peggy discovered there was more to the path then just a mere 12 inch width. We set about excavating, and under two inches of dirt and grass we uncovered a cute little sidewalk. I dug 8 inch trenches in the dirt, and set 5 heavy cement decorative slabs to line our new path, so the grass and earth will not take over our little sidewalk again.
I'm bad-ass.
Did I burn? Hell, yeah. Not terribly, but I do need help getting some aloe on my back.
I can't wait for the garden's potential to be fully realized.