The Ag Show has started and that means one thing. Tractors!!! The tractors are here!!!
I love tractors, especially John Deere. I want my own tractor, right here in my yard. I’ll use it, too, if for anything else but especially the sound.
There is a sweet little yellow tractor parked in front of Yokes on Montgomery and Argonne that I deeply yearn for. I’m thinking if it comes up missing, it would go unnoticed, parked innocently, like it belongs, in my yard. Don’t tell.
When I was a teenager, we lived in a little white farm house, which is still there, in what is known as Qualchan Estates. My Dad had a tractor that he used to till the garden and plow the meadows on either side of the house – just to plow. Our neighbor across the road did the same thing, just plowed to plow. To listen to the chug-chug-chugging and roll through the fields one slow row at a time, hat shading the sun, no place to go but forward, turning and coming back, and continuing through the lazy sunny afternoon.
My brother coveted that tractor and when our parents moved away from Spokane, and their children (because they thought we would never do it ourselves), the tractor became his.
I picture him jealously and lovingly driving that tractor from “Vinegar Flats” down the freeway to Hatch Road and all the way up that steep and twisty road to his house.
I’m thinking he could help me acquire the little yellow tractor. :)