Just before I left from my job for the day, my Father came by to tell me that a new John Deere mower was going to be delivered to my home. Although the mower had been paid for many days ago, it had to be ordered as the store was out of stock. My family lives on a big piece of land and I only have a push mower. Trust me when I tell you that I never finished mowing it that way in a single day ever. My kindly ole Pops decided to buy us a riding mower. Maybe this was his way of thanking me for being by his side while he was in the hospital. I knew it would only hurt his feelings if I told him no, so I gratefully accepted his gift. Honestly, it stunk using the push mower too, so it wasn't that hard to say yes.
This was taken the day it was delivered out in my back yard. No sooner had it been unloaded, then my Dad had filled it with gas and off he went. I quickly went into my studio, got my camera and began to follow him around. He just seemed like a little kid on a new toy as he traveled all over the yard pretending to mow. I finally just stood in one place and photographed him as he repeatedly past by me in preparation for another trip around the yard. Thanks Dad for thinking of us, and blessing us with a new riding mower. Oh and Dad, can I have my mower back now?
Happy Shooting.
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