The privet on the south half beyond the fence has been trimmed, with the exception of a few shrubs at the edge of the creek, where they hold the bank in place for now. All of the privet inside the fence has been cut, and a fair amount was chipped. The rest is on the pile at the curb. I can drag more out tomorrow, the folks from the city who will drive around looking at the stuff people want carted away will get the idea from what's there. I'll work on the north side and keep adding to the pile until they pick it up.

I am exhausted and sticky and sweaty, but not quite ready to head to the bath because the sauce is simmering still (the food mill didn't work, it was sending the tomato pulp along with the seeds and out producing only liquid). I used the stick immersion blender to puree and I might try the food mill again later, but I don't think it will be necessary. I've set the timer at 15 minutes and each time I make sure the sauce isn't sticking to the bottom of the pan when I give it a good stir. Any processing will happen tomorrow at the soonest.

I think I have pine needles and pine pitch in my hair, so getting ready for bed may involve work with a fine-toothed comb and I'll have an appointment with a couple of Motrin.