We were visiting my mother in Georgia (I think it was about 1970) and we took my son to the farm that my father had bought when he retired a few years before. Of course, when Paul saw the tractor, he had to climb up into the driver's seat. He had already put on a 'farm hat' and tipped it to us the way he had seen my uncle do. I am so glad I had my camera handy!
Who knew back then that this little boy would one day be driving his very own tractor? He's now an avid organic farmer in Vermont - loving what he does!
And I have loved the photo over the years - it was time to paint it. It began with a watercolor underpainting and I finished it up with pastel. He's so cute.
