After several cloudy, rainy days, yesterday turned out lovely. Cliff and I rode the motorcycle to Lathrop, Missouri, to a tractor swap-meet.
Cliff had originally planned to load up a trailer with assorted tractor parts from his past restoring and rebuilding projects, stuff he doesn't need but that would be worth some money to somebody else. But I talked him out of that.. I reminded him that he'd really need to spend the whole day if he was going to make his trip worthwhile, and he doesn't do well with sitting around doing nothing. Even on vacation, he's always starting a sentence like this: "If I was home, I could be (cutting brush, mowing the lawn, putting up hay, fixing the whatever... fill in the blank").
Oh, I do believe I've found my next breed of dog while at the swap-meet. Laid-back, friendly...
He's four months old. Look at those ears! Who wouldn't love him? See the size of those feet? He doesn't jump up on people, he doesn't seem to care if anyone ever takes him for a walk. He only wants somebody to pet him. He wasn't for sale, by the way. An older couple had brought him to the swap meet for company.
So we rode up there, walked around for an hour or so, and that was that. Except for a slight detour past the Longhorn Steak House, where we got enough food for lunch AND supper.