The tilling was for a certain someone's food plot for deer season. :) At least...I think that's what it's called. I know enough to be excited when he gets a deer and to be awed by the meat that we pick up from the processor. The details of all that goes on before I become a deer season widow are still a little fuzzy. Not really my bag, but the hubs loves it. That's all that matters to me. :)
