58/365 tractor trouble

Today when Tripp got home from work, he took off with Polly on his antique tractor. I finished the shrimp and grits and called him to tell him dinner was ready, and he started back home. There is a trail that leads from the backside of Dad’s property to the apartment, which is also on his property.  Anyway, they had gone for a drive on the trail when on the way back, the tractor died. I found this out when I was taking out the compost only to find Tripp and Polly walking back home. 

Tripp was sad, and after dinner he decided to try and work on it and get it running again. Since he gets home late and the time we get to spend with each other during the week is short I went out to keep him company. Unfortunately the tractor didn’t start, but we had a nice time together.