6:35 PM |
We've always believed you tell the population of a town as the inverse of the size of the farm equipment. In the middle of nowhere there were empty log trucks, after empty log trucks, after empty log trucks. No logs in sight. But something fishy was going on about height. The next trucks were cherry pickers. Then scissors lifts. Then lots and lots of long ladders. The piece de la resistance: We Rent Iron. Another store called Things Are Looking Up. It sold lots of big, big equipment for going very high. There was also a giant green Deere, about 15 feet off the ground. It had the perforated seat, so I'm guessing it was old. But it was so beautifully maintained, shiny and spotless.