Emmy knelt down by her patch of earth, and started removing pebbles, and pulling up weeds, some of which were more difficult than others...
Having double-checked several times that there was nothing else in her patch that shouldn't be there, she stood up, and moaned softly at the cramp in her knees.
Picking up the spade she had been given, she dug it fiercely into the ground, channelling her grief from the ball into her work. It would take a while to loosen up her whole patch...