Rototill This...

Mary, Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow?  Not well, I'm afraid, not well at all my dears. I should have been listening to Megan when she said, "Work smarter, not harder," and NOT when she said, "That rototiller won't handle all that grass, you're going to have to dig it up first..."

My tool (for the last two weekends or so...)

That's right, the old-fashioned Amish way, of digging the weeds up from the roots, turning them over, stabbing them with the shovel to break up the dirt, and pulling out the weeds... Until finally, while having beers and enjoying the nice [albeit too-hot-to-garden] weather, my neighbors just couldn't stand to see me toiling any longer, and they said, "Why don't you just rototill it??" To which I responded what I was told, about the grass wrapping around the blades and breaking the thing... To which THEY responded, "Why don't you just TRY it?"

Well, guess what folks... This thing:

Was a f*&%ing champ... And I got to tag off and take a break while Nick finished, in 15 minutes, what it had taken me several weekends to "start."

I'm looking at it this way - what a WONDERFUL learning experience, and just think of all the CALORIES I burned! Hooray!!

So, once again, a holiday weekend full of parties, friends, and cookouts got away from us, but, we did get it to this point:

 

(Lest we forget it WAS this:)

 

And we've got these all ready to go in...

So we're gettin' there... and we'll just have to keep taking advantage of these light-out-late evenings... After all, you can't work the whole summer away!!