These Are The Days

These are the days of early mornings, crisp air, and icy water. Of muddy boots, muddy jeans, and muddy floors. Of sunburn and chapped hands. Of sore muscles. These are the days. Of late nights. Moonlit walks, twinkling stars, and a strong warm hand to hold. Of alfalfa peeping through the crusty soil, of changingContinue reading “These Are The Days”

Thoughts on Life, Spring, Food, and Miracles

…and getting locked in bathroom stalls at truck stops. Most times I think it’s great when the doors go clear down to the floor. Gives a person more of a feeling of privacy. But when you get locked inside one and the space down at the bottom is real small, you start rethinking. Thankfully afterContinue reading “Thoughts on Life, Spring, Food, and Miracles”

Quite the Week

It’s been quite a week or two. The days seem to run together and it’s hard to know when one week is starting and the other ending. There was the day I unknowingly dumped my dad-in-law’s one and only working grease gun into the trash pit along with the rest of the trash out ofContinue reading “Quite the Week”

Trying to be Cool

You know how sometimes, you try to be cool and it really works and everyone is impressed with how elegant or beautiful or cool or amazing you are. Ya me neither. Here is an instance of how it goes when I try to be cool. So Ross and I were headed out into the hillsContinue reading “Trying to be Cool”

The Night Robbers Stole Part of Our Load

It had been a long day in the truck. We wound our way over White Pass and happily found a parking spot on a wide spot along the highway. Inside the city limits of Packwood, Washington, Ross and I settled down in the bunk for a cozy night’s rest. Somewhere in the wee morning hours,Continue reading “The Night Robbers Stole Part of Our Load”