It didn't rain yesterday. The wind blew hard, and the ground dried. It was time.
Baby watched...(no, she's not a woolly pig, she's a cocker, but all grown out for winter. She must stay outside because I'm allergic to her, but she compensates with a heavy coat and a warm sleeping place)...
The daffodils nodded...
While we dug. I used old technology to dig up my small kitchen garden near the house...
...while Larry used newer tools to dig up the potato-and-corn garden close to the piglot. The tractor is actually (gulp) 40 years old, a 1968 Massey Ferguson 135 that we bought in 1980. We paid $3900 for it then. What's it's value now? Around these parts, it's $4000. It's had a few overhauls and new tires, but it runs better than when we bought it.
While we dug. I used old technology to dig up my small kitchen garden near the house...
...while Larry used newer tools to dig up the potato-and-corn garden close to the piglot. The tractor is actually (gulp) 40 years old, a 1968 Massey Ferguson 135 that we bought in 1980. We paid $3900 for it then. What's it's value now? Around these parts, it's $4000. It's had a few overhauls and new tires, but it runs better than when we bought it.
Finished! and heading to the barn. Actually, he headed to the kitchen garden to plant more lettuce in the cold frame...
I finished at about the same time, and planted a row of peas after raking the soil level.
We went inside to celebrate with a glass of wine and a nice fire. Later in the evening the rain came, gently hitting the roof above us.
Perfect timing.
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