Rock Fest

This is a picture of maybe the fourth or fifth wheel barrow load of stones we carted off- and we had just begun to rototill the vegetable garden. (You can see the strip that's turned over is only four feet wide). Every few inches yielded another rock, most sort of small and annoying. I guess we can consider ourselves lucky that we didn't hit ledge. I know, I know; we're gardening in New England and they're a fact or nature.
Here's part of our late afternoon haul: we carted them away for use as fill behind Bob's studio.