What ever happened to the good ol' days?
Rarely do I ever get time to myself. I began around 5pm tonight, on the tractor...bushhogging. I know... that sounds like "great fun" to most people. I actually enjoy it. It gives me time to think-and sing. I usually plug in my ipod and then me and the old blue tractor set out on our journey. Three and a half hours is alot of thinking time, but I really love it. Tonight I got to thinking about when we were little. When Daddy was a farmer and I used to LOVE riding the tractor, or whatever he was riding. I still remember the smells of the dust from the corn or cotton or soybeans... It seems like there was so much "extra" time then. Where did it go? Are our kids gonna think the same thing when they get older, or will they feel like we dragged them around everywhere? I'm afraid I already know the answer to that.
Scrubs
10 years ago
4 comments:
Do you think we could borrow someone's corn field to "get lost" in?
If it gets you three hours alone time, can I help with the bushhogging??
I remember Daddy letting me "drive" the combine.
I guess your head has just been empty the past few weeks, huh? :P
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