Paul’s Creature Comforts

Paul putts around our property in an old New Holland tractor. This tractor predates amenities like cup holders and sun shades. For years Paul has threatened to get a cup holder for the tractor so he can have a big slurp close at hand when he’s doing hot dusty manly work like fixing the driveway or skidding logs.

Yesterday, when I arrived home he said, “Sweetie, come look!” I followed him outside and found this.

tractor cup holder

Now, let me zoom in on that for you.

cup holder

Paul likes his creature comforts and with a little Yankee ingenuity he’s got his big slurp to go.


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