How can I raise the level of gratitude in my life? Let me count the ways.
Barbara Criss says: Just up from the basement and putting a chunk of wood in the furnace—time for a cup of tea before I go to the barn to feed the animals. Then I’ll go for a nice walk with my dogs and see how many birds I can see. Thanks for this lovely picture—it makes me think to be aware of the beauty of nature around us every day.
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Wouldn’t a red tractor be perfect parked outside in the white fenced in holding area? sigh!
Red Tractor Girl to the rescue!
You betcha! I have never actually driven a tractor. Do lessons come with the thing? After all, I would hate to mess up and tear down that fence by accident! Red Tractor Girl sounds like I know all about a tractor when in reality, I only have my childhood wooden tractor puzzle and the 4 year old memory of my first International Harvester red tractor toy. One day, I hope to drive a red tractor just to say I did. I hope it will be on a big flat field where I can’t run into anything!!
Big, flat field is right. The first time I had a day-long tractor job, I was asked to disk several smaller fields, well, small, as in 40 acres each but half way through the day, I felt the tractor start to bog down. I looked back and I’d clipped a section of wire fence and was dragging the thing behind me, busting fence posts as I went. Next day? Re-build the fence.
Hahaha! See, that would be so ME! Being naturally clutsy and big tractors are not a good combination without , like you say, BIG, FLAT, SPACES!!
Grandeur
I learned to drive in a 1952 Farmall, and trust me, that was easy compared to shifting gears on a highway or street with other traffic, lights and cars! Love, love, love tractors!
Here in Lancaster County PA, we have the oldest still running tractors I have ever seen, working the fields. the conservative Mennonites drive “steel wheels” , as they aren’t allowed modern rubber tires, so you really see some old models then. And of course the Old Order Mennonites and Amish don’t use tractors at all, just teams of draft horses or draft mules.
What a perfect setting. Perfect for a wall hanging. Just beautiful
I think I would love to drive a tractor. My family were farmers but they were plow and mule people—no luxury of a tractor. I am the fifth generation on the land. I still have my grandfathers old plow.