The Country Diary of a GenX Woman

There are no rocks!

20130726 040Well relatively speaking.  After picking up literally tons of rocks by hand over the last 4 years, I almost wept with joy when walking across the freshly ploughed new oat paddock and only came across the occasional small rock.   We are leaving the paddock for a week and our neighbour will come back and turn it again to get the paddock levelled. The soil is so rich and crumbly,  I am excited to see how it will look when we have raked and rolled it next June.

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