My grandparents used to farm with this implement, I bet they never dreamed I'd paint it one day! We have several pieces of the old equipment, some left where they unhooked them last. It is surreal to think of their hands at work in that very spot, so many years ago. And yet, some things remain unchanged when the whole world seems to have changed around them. It's just one of the many reasons I love this place. It is truly in my blood. Painting number 4782 in 4782 days.
No comments:
Post a Comment