Just about every year I plant some oats. Usually harvest them with a scythe. This year, with book tour a week away, I found myself cornered by the calendar and the weather, so my neighbor “other Tom” (not that Tom) came over with his John Deere 530 and knocked’em down. That green tractor sure sounds nice chugging up the hill. He has more than one, and this isn’t the first time he’s helped me get out on book tour.
Wisconsin Public Radio’s Wisconsin Life is running an excerpt I read from the new book (due out 8/21/2012) in which I describe my neighbor’s workshop. Opening line: “Imagine an antique store stocked by Rube Goldberg, curated by Hunter Thompson and rearranged by a small earthquake…”
Because we don’t think this is goofy, or post-ironic. It’s simply the ride Donny wanted.
Friends and family – and Donny – aboard.
And a slow ride to the cemetery.
It was cold. Afterward, I went home and started a fire using firewood Donny helped me cut. We have good neighbors around here. Below, Donny and Denny helping me buzz up firewood. Donny is in the camo.