Tractor Envy

I have a son-in-law who is, without a doubt, psychic.  It's as though he'll stop suddenly and say, "There is a strange vibration in the force...mummy-in-law needs me!" and voilà!  He appears.

Such was the case yesterday, when I began the tedious job of clipping out the bittersweet from the remaining trees.  I was only a few hours into my chore when Zac called, and within five minutes after that he pulled in with his big ol' tractor in tow.  My savior!  He easily pulled the stumps from where I had cleared, and then made short work of the remaining trees.  I didn't even have to pull the bittersweet!

Even the mules were impressed.

As a bonus, he also compacted the brush pile. 

I was definitely envious of what his tractor could do versus what Reputa can.  But I can't disparage her too much; my little tractor has saved my back more than once, so she's still worth her weight in gold to me.  *pats Reputa lovingly*

And in the end, this is what remained.

I admit, I nearly wept with joy.  In a few short hours Zac the Tractorman did what would have taken me days.  All that's left for me to do is cut the last of the briar canes and rake a bit.  It's amazing how open everything looks now!  I can't thank Zac enough.  He's a good doobie.  😊