Tim spent some time this morning moving pots and weed supressing sheets of polycarbonate down into the gulch where he is going to propagate peanut.
Eric came by and did some more mulching and planting peanut/pineapple.
I tried to continue tilling the field immediately south of the barn, only to have the tiller start to belch white smoke furiously out the muffler. WHat could this mean? Does this mean that the valve is stuck? Does it mean there is a bunch of crap in the carb? Oil in the cylinder? Does this mean that something got terminally chewed up inside that small engine? Does this mean that it is actually a waste of my time as a Permaculture planter to be labouring behind a 24" tiller for days on end, and that a compact utitlity tractor could do the same work in minutes?
Well, anyway, I put the tiller in the barn and went back to planting peanut/pidgeon pea and pineapple tops, with the help of the occaisional light shower, and in the end I turned my attention to pulling weeds out of the peanut patches that were established about a year ago around the edge, and that were pretty much covered in grasses and hono hono (commelina). In the process I actually uncovered an Abiu that I thought had been lost forever.
I did the evening chores because Lorinda was in town doing laundry and getting a pallet load of compressed cardboard from a department store loading dock.