Farmer's Wife In Training
"Eat your heart out Kenny Chesney!" This was the thought running through my mind the first time I saw Robert on his green Deutz Tractor. Oh Man, can my Man sit a tractor! He is a sight to behold on one. Tall, broad shoulders and ramrod straight but not stiff not like he had a stick up his butt more along the lines of the best posture I've ever seen. There was no slouch to his posture, he was one with the tractor. He moved with it like a man moves with his horse as long time best friends. I knew then that this man would sit a horse well, he and the animal would be one as he and the tractor were one. I definitely envisioned him as a Lone Texas Ranger of old, of times long since passed. A black Stetson settled over his sky blue eyes, a black duster like a second skin settled over him, a leather gun belt slung across his hips holstering his six gun shooters, OH MY, I'm stopping there as I'm getting off track! LOL! My imagination was starting to run wild.šš He w...