Broken B Firsts

I have discovered that even when a farm has been around for more than a hundred years, there are still occasions for 'firsts'.

- After farming for his entire life, my dad got his first brand new tractor this spring. The pride of accomplishment on his face when they delivered it was enough to make me cry ... and then make him pose for a couple of pictures. :)

- After driving the tractor through its first 30 hours or so in the hayfield with a mower attached, dad finally had to give up the reins to me last night. And I didn't shut the tractor down until after midnight. That's never happened on our farm before. (Maybe because we've never had a tractor with this many lights on it before!) Although I'm sure Patsy never imagined her song would be altered quite like this, I had occasion to entertain myself by singing a rousing rendition of 'I go out mowin' ... after midnight ... out in the moonlight ... just hopin' you may be ... somewhere out mowin' ... after midnight ... searchin' for meeee ... '

- I'm pretty sure no one's ever sung that on our farm before either. But you never know, I guess!