
Isn’t he a prize?
We got the rototiller running, unreliably. But I got to use it a little before it got too dark to see. I love having that machine. It takes clumpy composted muck and makes it soil, it feels magic.

Isn’t he a prize?
We got the rototiller running, unreliably. But I got to use it a little before it got too dark to see. I love having that machine. It takes clumpy composted muck and makes it soil, it feels magic.