Repaired the old cultivator tines instead of buying new

Spent the morning with a torch and a bucket of bolts, straightening three tines that have been grounding out on the clay for two seasons. They're not pretty — the steel has that heat-blue patchwork look that says 'someone cared enough to argue with the metal.' The whole machine is held together with things I've fixed twice already, and I think that's the real crop, honestly. Some days the work is just making what you have last one more pass down the row.