davisyuy

I watch as two men haul away that old tractor we have had for years as the rain droplets come down, and I remember how things were in the days of my youth. I remember… The fun times I had on that tractor seat in spring, summer and fall. How that seat would give rides all over the yard, around the house, and under the trees. It was a comfy and warm seat, inviting to be on. The exhilaration I felt as I took the wheel to steer was grand; it brought a smile to my face. The smell of the old shed as earthy as it was where we parked the tractor inside. The rev of that tractors engine as it came to life. The cool breeze as it washed over us whil