You may recall that in various posts in the past I have mentioned the severity of our recent winters, cold and snow in abundance.
Well, a month or so ago, during a discussion at the dinner table concerning the upcoming winter and expectation of another doozy, the first mate made an offer to help in clearing the white stuff from about the property. “I’d like to help” I heard her say quite clearly. Being the considerate soul that I am, my response was probably “The big tractor with the snow blower up front is a real handful especially on the hill” but I did remember the conversation, and again showing great consideration quietly acted upon it at the appropriate time.

It’s a lovely little thing, about 18 Horse power, electric start, a four-foot plow, it even has automatic transmission. I thought she would be delighted. Especially as I had taken the trouble to include a set of insulated coveralls and a wooly hat.
Sleeping in the shed isn’t too bad, I do have two tractors for company.
Is grey really her favourite colour?
Hee hee, LW – Every man makes that mistake, but only once. Many moons ago before we were married, A Zangada expressed an apparent desire for a deep-fat fryer. So, being the sensitive, caring chap that I am, I bought her one – for her birthday..
Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear!
OZ
This year I had a slow cooker 🙂
but then, I gave him bed sheets
Pseu: You are such a romantic. 🙂