With just a smidgen more imagination, I could feel that air in my lungs. Looks like water over there; wondering if it's lake or stream. Effects details of my dream.
With just a smidgen more imagination, I could feel that air in my lungs. Looks like water over there; wondering if it's lake or stream. Effects details of my dream.
Peanut, I have my grandpa's old hay rake just like that one. He drove a Farmall Cub and pulled me around on that to rake up his hay. Then used pitchforks to loaded the hay into his barn loft. I thought throwing hay bales was hard work. They didn't have nothing on a pitchfork and loose hay.
I sure miss those times spent with Papaw out working.
An excellent pic in multiple aspects. That the pump reminds me of a Hornady single-stage press may be the least of them
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