Tractor Dreams

For as long as I can remember, I've wanted a tractor. Even before we ever had a piece of property large enough to tend a single chicken, owning a tractor has been a dream of mine. As a young girl, my family moved from a city neighborhood, where the houses were spaced 20 feet apart, to a more rural place, about 6 miles from town. The house was on less than 1/2 acre, with the majority of it being used by house, driveway, and garden area. The entire front and back yards were lined with flowerbeds, and the lawn areas were small enough to mow with a push mower, usually in less than 10 minutes. Our only out-building was a woodshed and our farm animals were small indoor dogs with an aversion to in-climate weather. But the neighbors behind us, they had trees. Lots of trees. In fact, we called their property, "The Woods."

To a young girl, it was rural enough for me. And "The Woods" became my favorite place to be.

Next to the "The Woods", were open fields that were hayed every year. The only evidence I ever saw of an animal ever being in those fields, was a skull I found once while exploring. Of course, after my parents assured me that it was indeed an animal skull and we weren't living next to some crazed serial killer, the fields became my #2 exploring place.

I remember sitting on the edge of the trees, in my little fort made with branches and mud, just out of view, watching the farmer man mow his fields. I would wait with anticipation as the big machine would move close enough for me to feel the vibrations of the tractor in my chest. And after the tractor would pass, I would dare to sneak out of my hidey-hole and reach out to grab a handful of that fresh mowed grass, just because it smelled so good.

Fast forward to adulthood and that love for tractors is still there. Someday soon, my dream for owning a tractor will become a reality. I'm even starting to think outside the "green" box.

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I have a fondness for the color pink. And I'm also smart enough to know that if our tractor is pink, maybe my Mister will let me drive it! ☺

Never one to let my dreams sit idle, my Mister decided to build me a tractor. And while it's not pink, nor 4-wheel drive, it does have a nice big bucket.

Chicken waterer

Chickens aren't particular about color, but they still have dreams.

They dream of bugs, grubs, grass, cow poop,

 and tractors.

That's the great thing about dreams~sometimes, they really do come true.