I don’t actually have an old tractor. But my father found me a tractor at a recent farm sale. So without further ado – our new tractor!
This is still sitting at my parent’s place in the Columbia Basin, but sometime later this summer my father will deliver it – along with a newly acquired wood cookstove (for a soon to be planned outdoor kitchen) and a small blade he has lying around for road maintenance work.
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