while you guys are sliding on ice and snow, I was getting my potato and collards field ready. First flung 250 pounds of 34-0-0 down, then rototilled everything at a blistering 1.2mph. That was sure a comfortable ride...
Then I got on my Super A to hill the field and boy was that the opposite. Really hurt my arms to drive so made the decision I just can't drive something that old. I need power steering...time for this Super A to go on to the next person. Particularly when my neighbor came over to help me and he did a better job hilling with my little Massey and a rear mounted hiller (I can't use due to fused neck, can't turn head around easily), so I took a look at his part, took a look at mine, felt my arms and neck screaming and the handwriting was clearly on the wall. My fireman neighbor sold his 2 series JD SCUT because he only used it for mowing, and now misses seat time. I'm happy to give him some.
Just a lovely day out, mid seventies and sunny.
No, there is not one tiny little rock in that whole field. Can't buy a rock here...