I would help you but we have more clay than dirt here. Sometimes you need a pickaxe to get through the stuff as its so condensed and hard.
The dirt we do have is orange red. Like the color of a tomato.
Its a harsh contrast from the dark and loamy soil of my native state, Minnesota. That dirt is black as can be and devoid of any clay. Perfect for growing crops. That and the southwestern part of the state from where I am from is flat and mostly devoid of trees. Former prairie land. In fact, it didn't have any trees originally. Just acres and acres of grassland as far as the eye could see. Maybe the odd creek. That's where the only trees were to be found, and only if the creek was big enough.
When white people first settled on the land, they had no choice but to build their homes out of the dirt and grass. Sod homes. If they had the money, they could have lumber hauled out to their land, but that was costly and hard to come by before the railroads were built.
Then they planted the strips of trees you see today. They then became a nice source of lumber. That and the railroads helped to bring lumber from the east.
Oops. I went off into a tangent there. Sorry for the history lesson folks.
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