House and Acreage Restoration, Yardwork

Land of 10,000 Rocks

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Now this part of the post, isn’t exactly about the house. It’s about the land. Everytime I walk our property I get the shivers. I think about Scarlet O’Hara and her unending will in trying to keep her land, “Tara.” Dramatic, yes.

Although our property is unique and, in my mind, beautiful, it is old. And old farm land, apparently, has secrets beneath itself. Like rocks. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

View towards the southeast of the property where Tyler was beginning to "fix" the leech fields..aka Jurassic weeds.
View towards the southeast of the property where Tyler was beginning to “fix” the leech fields..aka Jurassic weeds.

We are still waiting for a few items on the house that are beyond the scope of work we can do (and by we, I always mean Tyler). We have one last piece on the furnace to be hooked up and the drywall appointment has been made. So, weather permitting, we’ve been doing yard work.

Tyler working on the tiller, one of the many times he had to stop it.
Tyler working on the tiller, one of the many times he had to stop it.

One of the most awesome yard implements we’ve acquired is a tiller. And though the tiller has gone through four belts and a broken tine, it’s chugging along helping our own “Tara” become a little bit better.

Rocks and bricks dug up in the soil.
Rocks and bricks dug up in the soil.

The first order of business has been to fix the leech fields. If you recall, almost two years ago, the leech fields were created when we had a new septic tank installed. The ground was turned up and these Jurassic Park weeds grew on top of them. Some of the weeds were over seven feet tall. The leech fields had to be left alone for a year (not driving on, etc). And now, with the tiller, Tyler is turning up the ground to replant grass.

The ground up close-it was still slightly wet so it tilled in big chunks of black dirt.
The ground up close-it was still slightly wet so it tilled in big chunks of black dirt.
Working the dirt by the septic tank.
Working the dirt by the septic tank.

 

So Tyler was tilling (and one of the days, I did some raking) and ran into rocks. Lots and lots and lots of rocks. Almost every six inches, the tiller had to be shut down to clear a rock. (Let me know if you need any rocks!)

Spreading grass seed.
Spreading grass seed.

Also, the garden. Oh yes, the love of my life is tilling me a garden! (And, consequently, moving hundreds of rocks in the perfectly wonderful black Iowa soil). Which means, I am planning out my garden and getting ready to plant once we can be sure the frost is over and the ground has warmed up a little bit more.

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