This dream happened back in March or April of 2004.

I was in Yorkton at my old house.
More specifically, I was outside at our gardening shed.
Inside the gardening shed was a pile of rubble of some sort.
I had a cell phone that was using the Linux OS.
My cell phone was falling apart, so I discarded it on the pile of rubble.
There were two other electronic gizmos on the pile of rubble as well.
I assumed those were my own, as well.
I felt the hand of my dad on my shoulder.
I felt he wanted me to turn around, which I did.
[My parents were gardeners]
The earth was tilled, but there is no grass, no plants, no weeds, and no trees.
The house looked like it was supported on cinder blocks of some sort.
It felt like my dad wanted me to do something with this tilled earth.

Is something important happening in Yorkton?
Am I supposed to go back to Yorkton?
Is the tilled earth merely a metaphor?