ok, so it's been in the 70s and 80s lately

(very nice considering the high is usually in the mid 50s!) so I spent the weekend working in the gardens. There's one on the north side that was just full of overgrown lilies-of-the-valley and ferns. I wanted to divide and move them, since they didn't look so hot.
Anyway, there was this copper or brass pole sticking out. It was sharp at the end, so I decided it had to go.

It was only about a foot from the house. So dh and I start digging up this dumb pole. (I was thinking it wouldn't be very deep).
Well, about 3 or 4 feet down we hit cement, but it is old and crumbles when the shovel hits it, so we pull the bits out and keep digging. The pole's really loose now, so dh is sending dirt flying and this thing rolls down our mound of black dirt. I kinda freaked

and yelled that it looked like a skull. Dh laughed, then promptly threw another pile of dirt over that definately had bone bits in it.
So then we kind of a went from feaked to curious, and started using small picks and tools. We uncovered what seems to be a leg. What I thought was a skull was really the big end of a leg bone. It is very old, I mean, just touching the bones makes them crumble. We don't know if it's human or some other animal.
So first thing Monday, I call the local police.

I told the lady who answered that I dung up some bones in my garden and weren't sure if they were human or not. She got all excited, so I had to explain to her over and over that they were very old and probably not even human.

So the chief of police (who I later find out lives two doors down from us, lol) comes over. He can't tell if they are human or not either, so he sent them in for analysis. So we are the gossip of the nieghborhood now, lol.
How was your weekend?