My father was a hardcore farmer. I grew up watching him doing all the different activities that a farmer usually does while farming. However, the whole idea of farming was not something that attracted me. My father always knew this and hence he sent me to California to join high school.
Eventhough I was least interested in farming, there was one thing about farming that really attracted me. The different equipments that were used for the purpose of farming often tempted me to get to into the act one day.
I always made sure that I was the one who selected equipments for my father like skid steer attachments, post hole digger and zero turn mowers etc. The other day I was just sitting and having an evening chat with my Father and he was telling me how particular I was when we used to go for farming equipment shopping.
My Father doesn’t do farming anymore as his health doesn’t permit him to do so. He has now hired two people who farm on our land and guess what, we all are going shopping for some farming equipments tomorrow.