Kale Does Not Know Inches

I measured the field. On far ends, I drove wooden stakes that I had chopped from branches. I tied jute twine as a centerline. I raked. I broad-forked. I raked again. I took a tiny plant out of the 72 trays, and with care, as it was just a tiny stem of a plant in a small cube of potting soil. I dug a small hole with my soil knife. I placed the plant against the ground in the hole and packed the soil such that there were no air pockets and a small water-directing bowl impression at the surface. When all the plants were in the ground, I watered the ground around the stems. I measured the field, and it measured me.