...and the lawn almost won.

I rented a rear-tine tiller to cut through the red clay and rock so that I can reseed my backyard over the weekend.

Fun thing rocky soil; tilling isn't easy anywhere, I suspect, but when you've got a 400 lb machine bucking every few feet when it hits a softball-sized rock, it takes a heavy toll on both the machine and operator. The yard killed the tiller. I broke off no less than four tines in the rocky soil, and perhaps as many as six. The folks I rented it from couldn't even get the engine to re-fire to unload it, and told me that it was going to have to be retired.

Sunburned, blistered and sore, I'm not feeling too good myself.

Light posting expected today due to work-related meetings.

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