Spring rounds the corner to Summer.....this I know not from the sights and sounds of nature...but of the throaty chugging of my hubby's tractor. Acquired from a late uncle... the poor, over-worked farm machine had faded to pink with luster gone.After several savvy coats of International red paint, new flashy decals, rebuilding, fine tuning and a little elbow grease she looked fresh off the assembly line...
Oh, the old girl still gets her workout....a gals gotta keep in shape after all....but, for the most part she's been turned out to pasture...taken out for leisurely strolls past the neighbors and farms. Why get all gussied up if not to be seen after all?
So again with my paintbrush loaded with International red I transformed a canary yellow, cast iron ,lawn sprinkler tractor (of course) to it's proper hue as a gift to hubby.
Guess my hopes of a fancy "working" lawn sprinkler are dashed as it's seemingly stalled on my coffee table...another item just too pretty for hard work.
