huff, puff, puff. Dear Santa, huff puff
This year huff puff for Christmas puff, I would really love huff puff to have huff puff puff a tiller.
With much huff puff appreciation,
Out of Shape Annie
(and no, RS, I’m not male bashing. Those weeds…. yeah, it really was Adam’s fault 😀 )
Actually, the garden hasn’t been as difficult to till up with the ‘garden claw’ this year as it was last year. And Shan has helped me with my manual tilling. Of course, I haven’t gotten to the west garden… I might just change my mind then. This year, instead of leaving a space around the garden by the fence, I am going right up to the fence.
However, had I a tiller, I would have had the whole garden tilled up and ready for planting by this time. Oh, well. Maybe next year. (hint, hint, Santa 🙂 )