Partnering with my tractor, Big Dawg, is an activity which sets my spirit free and allows mellow to creep into my soul as a soothing blanket of calm.
The baritone reservoir of the pulsing diesel mated to the heavy lugs of the agricultural treads transfer a sense of power to my control which is both aesthetically satisfying and production oriented.
While perched on my orange Kubota throne, I forget that any other world exists and feel a deep sense of peace and accomplishment.
Oh that the world could be reduced to such a simple pleasure in all things.
Plain and simple ramblin' from an ole country boy concerning personal history, current family events, the Tin Star Ranch, and philosophical BS with no redeeming social value implied or intended.
Tin Star Ranch Hand
The Ole Fat Boy
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- I take country pride in being my parent's son, a grandpa, dad, husband, brother, uncle, nephew, christian, professor, patriot, special texas ranger, tractor jockey, woodworker, welder,shootist, bird house architect, low relief wood carver, counted cross stitcher, UT fan, meat burner, humorist, video poker devotee, raconteur, 8mm film star and all around BS artist.
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