Ok, I sighed, knowing that would require a little more from me. “I will go shovel the path to the barn and the water trough." Knowing it would take awhile to get the tractor started and the blade attached, I knew timing of our workload meant I would also have to shovel the sidewalk to the gate. Too bad, I thought, the blower does it so much better and makes it look a whole lot prettier.
I finished the sidewalk and stepped out the gate to check on Matthew, I could hear the whir of an engine; he had already gotten the old tractor running. What a guy! He knew the right tricks.
It was also going well for Matthew. He already had the blade attached to the tractor and was well into plowing the drive. A distinct feeling of pride came over me that my son knew how to do these kinds of things. Pride; and gratefulness, that he was blessed enough to have a dad, as well as a grandpa, that had taken the time to teach him.
When I finished the path to the trough, I realized I had left the gate to the pasture open and my lab was out exploring new areas that she rarely was able to explore. “Bella, Come!” I called. It only took one call and she was by my side. My faithful, obedient companion, who loves me more than any other being on this earth I am convinced.