The tractor rests
beside next years berry crop
hoping for a bumper.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
The tractor rests
beside next years berry crop
hoping for a bumper.
Crop or chrome ?:)
Both! 🙂 that tractor’s got big dreams!
Sweet Farmall B tractor. I always loved how the seat sits on the side.
That photo takes me back a few years to when I was a farm wife. We had a tractor very much like that. So very sad to see it sitting there alone after so many years of faithful use.
oohh I love the photo
Lots of hopes here.
Seasons of life. Hope speaks uniquely through each one. Thank you for sharing.
Best naps ever were taken to the sound of the neighbor’s old tractor. Brings back those childhood memories.
Love old tractors!
“Next year” is the darling of all those of us who grow things, farmers and hobby gardeners alike. 😉
Best of luck with the new crop!
May your be large and you tractor never slow!
that made me smile. Love your blog!
I enjoyed reading the comments for this photo, as well as the photo!