Oh Deere

Last summer my dad built an addition on his house for his workshop. He called me and asked me to come over right away because “he didn’t want it to be all up and me wonder how it got there”.

This time, we’re planting trees. Padre bought me a darling little peach tree (which I’ve named Keane; peachy Keane!) and I chose a spot in the front lawn for him to spread his roots. First we dug a really big hole:

Paddy came out to “help”:

Dad recently bought himself a big galumphing tractor (which he rode from the ferry to his place on the highway…) but my aunt has a smaller tractor for “smaller jobs”.

So on I went, and down the hill went the tractor and Kelsey.

Then  I found the brake, and things went much smoother after that.