Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Mein kampf....... con la carriola (wheelbarrow)
So.....enter
La carriola...or the wheelbarrow.
The rocks.
More rocks.
Oh wait....more rocks.
An ocean of rocks.
Plants don't grow in rocks. At least the kind you want to eat.
Enter Megan and Ryan. And.
La Carriola.
La carriola is hangin on by an Italian antique thread.
It is more like a rust factory.
Or a tetanus playground.
Rocks are shoveled by Megan and Ryan and enter la carriola.
They travel down hill.
Up hill.
Then get thrown over the ledge to the river.
This goes on.
For days.
Ryan almost dies and gets pulled over the edge with a wheelbarrow full of rocks to his slow painful death, covered in rocks.
We don't use la carriola
Anymore.
El fin.
- M
Pictures from the farm!
Our small cottage we live in for the next 3 weeks. No hot water or electricity!
Cherry trees are the best
The river that's runs next to the farm
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