Showing posts with label tractors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tractors. Show all posts

Friday, February 11, 2022

Country Freedom



It was all go this morning with tractors, trailers, heavy metal and country life. All under the big blue sky of Texas, and what's wrong with that? Nothing at all. But what hard workers! Which made me feel guilty, "Don't worry brother, you're supervizin." 




Soon an sho 'nuff the job was done, trailers strapped down, metal hauled off and all was well with the world. You see, what we've been doing is getting a property ready to sell and it's live right now. Good result, and big thanks to ES without whom everything would've been overwhelming, and to neighbors G&D, who work like Trojans.




And so back to the Compound, but not before checking the news, and what news it was. War with Russia "imminent," what? Trudeau tripling down on the working class, Doug Ford in Ontario declaring a "state of emergency" and my pal setting up a stage in a covert location, somewhere in California.




"This might be a long day," he offered, and I agreed. In the meanwhile, looks like there's a party going on in Ottawa. To the beat of the drum.

Freedom,

LSP

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Get On Parade!



This small farming community starts of Independence Day celebrations with a parade. 




The town turns out early to watch floats, horse buggies, ATVs, golf carts, tractors, game wardens, police, fire department and more. And lucky children get to pick up candy and popsicles thrown from the passing vehicles. Everyone's happy.




That's because everyone loves a parade and, in a perfect LSP world, the local militia would have marched along to the sound of drums, pipes and brass. Or, come to think of it, a squadron of cavalry would've been even better. As it was, there were a couple of riders on well turned out horses. 




A great result and small expression of something very American and good. Not that Blue Defender understood what was going on; I had to lock him inside the Compound where he growled at the passing "threats." Well done, fur-head.




Then the parade had passed and people went off to their homes to grill out and enjoy their freedom from the tyranny of England. And that's what I'll be doing, firing up the Weber and getting down to the serious business of hamburgers with the young 'un.

Have a great 4th!

LSP