Cliff and I went to Wal Mart today; we'd already done our grocery-shopping for the week, but he's been cleaning up his old pickup, and he needed some wax and other necessities to make his truck shine.
As I mentioned in the entry about our most recent motorcycle ride, Cliff cannot pass by a tractor dealer without stopping to window-shop.
When we go north to Richmond for our shopping, he will even go a mile or more out of his way to cruise the John Deere Dealer's lot.
At this point, Cliff had no idea I was taking pictures.
That man can sure crane his neck, can't he?
OK, now he's aware of the camera.
As we headed for the exit, he asked if I took a picture of the tractor he was most impressed with.
"No, but I will if you like," I answered.
And I did.
Some of you may notice I did a little house-cleaning on my journal. *smiling here*