A couple of weekends ago my dad and his mates went on a vintage tractor ride. There were twelve tractors in total all pre dating 1975.
These pictures make me miss this part of the country a little. Life seems slower here. The earth is a lovely rusty shade of red. The local pub is nicknamed 'church'. The land is flat and you can see for miles. Before rain the air smells amazing and the stars in the nights sky shine ever so brightly.