Where: out by the animal paddock
When: afternoon
Who: connor and whoever might wander by

What:

[There is a boy digging a hole. You can't see him doing so unless you circle round to the paddock, but there's that distinctive chink-chhh of the shovel and soft huffs of exertion. When you do turn the corner, you still don't see a boy. Just piles of earth and two tied off black garbage bags.

Another shovelful lands on top -- it's so hard packed that one might wonder how he's managing to shovel it.

But the reason you can't see him is because he's about seven feet down. 8'D]