Christmas. A Love Hate Relationship. Part 3.

Christmas Future — The Gift of No Chaos

My husband bought himself a tractor for Christmas the year we moved onto our farm. We had sold our suburban builder-grade house for a hundred-year-old farmstead in the Santa Cruz Mountains. He had told his dad how excited he was to have his dad teach him how to use it. We were building a horse arena, had been looking forward to having his dad show him h…