Hello,
Yesterday Leroy scheduled work time in
the garden. We went to the spot, but no one else had yet come. While we were
waiting a neighbor came in his pickup truck to say that he was ready to till
the garden spot for us. We said yes and he went to get it, saying, “I will be
back in half an hour.”
We wandered the new old garden spot
talking about how large we thought it should be. There are only about three or
eight of us that do that work so we have to be cautious not to till more than
we can weed and care for. As we were discussing, another neighbor came. She too
was quite excited to learn that a man was going to till it for us. We could not
remember his name, but told her what we thought it was. As it turned out he was
Tom rather than Ron, but what a gift that tilling was. His small tractor had a
great tiller attachment on it. It was definitely a high end tiller because when
it ran into some of the bricks and cement that were a house foundation, it made
a bit of noise, but kept on working. I was impressed. I had never seen anything
like that with its clutch that stopped the tilling action when it could not
handle it. What a gift to us and the people who benefit from the garden. The college
lets us use that land and that is also a gift.
Today, Leroy and I went to sift out
some of the grass clumps and the weeds that were in larger pieces. The soil was
wonderful to get my hands in as it was fine and soft. That tiller took it down
about eight inches. I am impressed all over again.
Paula
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