Life Down Highway 20

It’s been awhile, I realize, since I’ve let y’all in on the details of our life so maybe this post will be a newsy sort. (Beware.. newsy means long.) We haven’t run out of work or things to do, and the future doesn’t look hopeful either. Between trucking all week, farming on the weekends, andContinue reading “Life Down Highway 20”

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”

My Week in a Pea Pod

My Week in a Pea Pod. (It’s like saying “in a nutshell” only way more interesting.) — One day I received an email. It began “Hi, I am Chuck, the Truck Duck.” Too bad it had to be spam after such a great introduction. — “You are not a chicken,” I told Buster Bear asContinue reading “My Week in a Pea Pod”