Today we planted our first seeds outside. Scott and I spent the morning forming the first of our 50 beds. It started with some tinkering to get the rototiller going. Thanks to Scott’s know-how, it didn’t take too long and then we were off and running! Well, I was running while Scott walked the tiller out to the garden. Actually, it was slower then a walk; more like a saunter. A very relaxed saunter. The old Craftsman don’t go so fast.

After telling him I’d see him when he got there tomorrow, I headed on out to plan the morning’s activities. Scott got tiller duties, and the evil side of me was glad. Turns out the field is quite a haven for rocks. The kind that hide until you pass over them with a rototiller, when they jump up and wreak all kinds of havoc. This morning, the particular havoc we had to deal with was broken pins on the tine shaft. Not once, but three, four, even five times! But, once again thanks to Scott’s ingenuity, it got fixed every time and he managed to complete a third of the whole field. Way to go, Scott!

While he manhandled the rototiller, I used the SunHorse to make the raised beds. That thing may be solar powered, but it still takes quite a bit of muscle to make it work. Unfortunately, it’s muscle I’m finding is sorely lacking on this poor farmer-wannabe.

But, we got a few beds made, and then managed to plant several rows of onion sets, some lettuce, and some spinach. The plan was to get some seeding done before the snow falls tomorrow. A nice blanket of snow will be great for getting these seeds to germinate. So after a beautiful sunny day in the field, here’s hoping we get a snow storm!