I am standing there, looking at it, and it is silent, not moving. As if hinting: "Enough, we work too much already!"😏😏

Of course, the first thing I did was try to figure it out myself.
Second, I called a mechanic I know.
Third, I gave the tractor a name (well, since we spend so much time with it, why not!).

Now it's Borya. By the way, Borya has come to life, but I trust him less - what if he decides to take an unscheduled day off again?

In general, life on a farm is not only about technology, but also about stunning sunsets, the smell of freshly cut grass and the feeling that you are truly living, and not just existing in the frantic rhythm of the city.

Sometimes it seems to me that many people miss out on these little joys.

Have you ever had a moment in your life when technology “betrayed” you at the most inopportune moment? 😄