I love tractors. I’m really just a country girl at heart . Tractors and big open crops in the field with cows mooing in the barn. That’s country.
One of my fondest memories with my dad was when I was just about five years old. My dad and I went to my great grandparents house to collect some pine straw to put in the flower beds at our house. “Pine straw” used to be the hot item to use the way “cedar chips” are today. Anyway, we had to use the tractor to haul the straw to the truck. Dad had told me stories about riding the tractor when he was little working on the farm. While we were working that Saturday, he plopped me up on the tractor seat. I remember thinking it was so high, but I was so excited because he was letting me drive! Dad was on the side of the tractor pushing the accelerator pedal and gently guiding the steering wheel when needed. I was forever hooked.
Since we live in the city now, we “go to the country” type events around the area so that Alyssa can have a country experience. I want her to see the simple life and enjoy the peacefulness of it.
This is one of my favorite songs and I am sure that most of you will think the video clip is as exciting as Lethal Weapon (Not!), but it has the “post appropriate song” on it. Come on now, just click it and listen to the song especially if you haven’t ever heard it before – it will widen your horizons!
On one of our outings, we went for a ride in the “country” and happened upon a BIG piece of farm equipment. Well, it was none other than John Deer Green. Alyssa just “had” to sit on it, so it made the perfect photo opportunity.
In the spirit of my farm owning ancestors with their hidden moonshine in the barn, I want to show you some “country” and let you listen to some (and I don’t mean crickets and bullfrogs.) There’s square dancing and then there’s tractor square dancing, but you haven’t ever seen anything like Tractor Square Dancing (click here)
I’m sitting here laughing because I know my mom is going to totally dislike everything in this post except for the picture of my daughter! Mom had to pick cotton, peas, corn, etc. (you name it, she has picked it or dug it out of the ground) and had to do this the whole time she was growing up to help the family on the farm. Of course, back then, jeans were worn as work clothes and she had to wear them too. Mom absolutely hated wearing “unfeminine” jeans and overalls and after she grew up, she just stopped wearing them. Guess who STILL doesn’t own and wear jeans? Hard to imagine someone that doesn’t like jeans!!! Anyway, I think it is impossible for her to get excited about a tractor whether it is John Deere Green or alien purple with pink polka dots.
the one present moment
that goes by so quick
you can hardly catch it going.