Today was a model winter day in the Salt Lake Valley. Air was clear and sun shining low above the horizon. The only thing missing was the snow. CC and crew made way to Wheeler Farm to visit the animals and jog around for some exercise. The tractors parked outside the barn were basking in the sun, sitting like trusty steeds ready for the action that they once knew. Wheeler Farm is sort of a retirement home for tractors. With flat tires, grease and oil drooling down their bodies they are the farm equivalent of seniors in a nursing home, parked proudly and anxiously awaiting an audience for their good o’le day stories. CC respectfully perched on the steering wheel.
Rusting iron glows
Powerful machines laid to rest.
Irony in iron