We are getting to know our new fields here at the farm in Brentwood. With the help of our neighbor’s plow, we turned over a few acres and seeded winter rye. Most of the land is sloped (some areas more than others), except this nice flat field at the top of the hill, which hadn’t been cultivated in a very very long time.
|foggy morning at the top of the hill|
|seed spreader loaded up with rye seed|
|one more pass, to cover the seed|
|we found some big rocks|