1. Winnie Nielsen says:

    Wouldn’t a red tractor be perfect parked outside in the white fenced in holding area? sigh!

    • MaryJane says:

      Red Tractor Girl to the rescue!

      • Winnie Nielsen says:

        You betcha! I have never actually driven a tractor. Do lessons come with the thing? After all, I would hate to mess up and tear down that fence by accident! Red Tractor Girl sounds like I know all about a tractor when in reality, I only have my childhood wooden tractor puzzle and the 4 year old memory of my first International Harvester red tractor toy. One day, I hope to drive a red tractor just to say I did. I hope it will be on a big flat field where I can’t run into anything!!

        • MaryJane says:

          Big, flat field is right. The first time I had a day-long tractor job, I was asked to disk several smaller fields, well, small, as in 40 acres each but half way through the day, I felt the tractor start to bog down. I looked back and I’d clipped a section of wire fence and was dragging the thing behind me, busting fence posts as I went. Next day? Re-build the fence.

          • Winnie Nielsen says:

            Hahaha! See, that would be so ME! Being naturally clutsy and big tractors are not a good combination without , like you say, BIG, FLAT, SPACES!!

  2. calle says:


  3. I learned to drive in a 1952 Farmall, and trust me, that was easy compared to shifting gears on a highway or street with other traffic, lights and cars! Love, love, love tractors!
    Here in Lancaster County PA, we have the oldest still running tractors I have ever seen, working the fields. the conservative Mennonites drive “steel wheels” , as they aren’t allowed modern rubber tires, so you really see some old models then. And of course the Old Order Mennonites and Amish don’t use tractors at all, just teams of draft horses or draft mules.

  4. Cindy Meade says:

    What a perfect setting. Perfect for a wall hanging. Just beautiful

  5. Barbara Criss says:

    I think I would love to drive a tractor. My family were farmers but they were plow and mule people—no luxury of a tractor. I am the fifth generation on the land. I still have my grandfathers old plow.

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