One of my earliest memories of driving was on Grandpa Roe's Massey Ferguson. I was too small at the time to reach the pedals. So I would sit on his lap and "operate" the steering wheel while grandpa worked the clutch and brake. I don't remember how old I was then, but I felt like the most ...

Very rarely do I get acceptance from fellow antique tractor collectors. I've decided that the reason is probably the obvious. I'm a woman in a man's hobby. Yes, I know. Heads and eyeballs are going to roll with those words, but I can't help it. I'm not bashful about pointing out the obvious. ...

Dear friends,A fictional writer in one of prolific author Debbie Macomber’s books said, “Rarely did anything happen to him that didn’t show up in a book sometime, one way or another.” How true of us bloggers! Every time I do something new, or something interesting comes into my life, I ...

How many people like me have cabin fever? I have so much cabin fever I feel like I’m going crazy. All the seed catalogs I’ve received are now well-worn and the pages are dog-eared as I look though them just one more time waiting for my orders to come in the mail. I’ve even picked up a ...

Dear readers, I thought I should introduce you to a new character that joined us on our second year at the farm – Kubota! Do you own a tractor? If so, do you remember getting it, or getting your very first one? I was raised on a farm along the Little Sioux River in Iowa, and was familiar ...

The year was 1948, and my sister was getting married in New York City. As my parents, my sister, and I made our way to the big city from Pennsylvania, a winter snowstorm made our trip a serious challenge. Dad drove the treacherous roads through the storm — and once experienced a spinout ...