See that big red thing in the right corner? That's our BARN. Yeah, we have a barn. Until 4 years ago I never knew that having a barn was ever going to be in the cards for me.
the barn. OUR barn.In addition to the barn, we own acres. Yes, plural. And there are tons of things that you can do with acres of space. Plant a garden, check. Plant an orchard, check. Plant a berry patch, check. Pretty simple little things there. But then there are things like build a lake, own a tractor or two, own a dozer, horses, build a saw mill. All of these things are either in process (the lake) or done (the rest) thanks to Hubby dearest. He knows no boundaries.
|Dozer, in all it's glory.|
|funky angle #1|
|funky angle # 2|
Look at those teeth!
Before we ever had Debbie Dozer (Jeff will kill me for naming it Debbie) we had a humble little vintage tractor. "Vintage" is a nice way of saying old as dirt. He had to have it for mowing the pasture. I kind of like to look at it, but drive it/ operate it?? No way.
You know I had to do a gratuitous post on the equipment that makes our
But then he wouldn't come in the house singing "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" by Kenny Chesney as often as he does. And that would be downright sad.