Call me crazy, but I love the deep, steady rumble of a rototiller. I love the smell of freshly-turned soil. I love the constant jarring battle of man vs. machine. It’s a workout. It’s a challenge. And when you’re done, what have you got to show for it?
Peace and quiet and good, tilled earth.
There’s just nothing else quite like it! Continue reading “Burning The Candle”