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”

Thought Contrails

Don’t judge someone unless you’ve walked a mile in their shoes. Some folks have to climb mountains in high heels. Never say never. I’m pretty sure everything I’ve ever said I would NEVER do has come to pass. “We die once when the last breath leaves our bodies. We die a second time when theContinue reading “Thought Contrails”

You Might Be A Trucker’s Wife…

•If the local Kenworth and Peterbilt dealers call you by name when you step in the door. •If riding in the truck with your husband is a great date night idea. •If the words “Truck Show” make you tingle with excitement. •If you’ve ever washed dishes in a truck stop shower with shampoo instead ofContinue reading “You Might Be A Trucker’s Wife…”

Perspective is Everything

Have you ever seen the Grand Canyon from 30,000 feet in the air? Or felt the hugeness of the universe in your soul? Have you ever felt small beside the gigantic stretch of water we call an ocean? Ever thought just how tiny a passenger plane is compared to a cloud? Or how small aContinue reading “Perspective is Everything”

Bright Spots in Life

Some days bright spots are as simple as catching 2 gophers out of one gopher mound. Tiny springs of alfalfa pushing through on spindly stems, coating the field with green. Washing the flatbeds and not having to scrub them entirely by hand… Other days it’s getting out of my 30-mile radius and hauling a loadContinue reading “Bright Spots in Life”

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”

Farming Down Highway 20

We’ve been busy…the type of busy where you work from dawn till dark, then work some more. Scarf down some quick meals in between and fall into bed aching and exhausted. But it’s a good feeling of tiredness. Knowing that the gated pipe and wheel-lines are put together right, the alfalfa is planted, the weedsContinue reading “Farming Down Highway 20”

Trucking’s in our Blood

Just a late night stroll, windows down…listening to the jakes throb. A joy ride down the highway, no reason but to get out on the open road. To clear the mind, let go of life’s tensions and busyness for a moment, and just enjoy the rumble of a 3406E Cat. Sometimes you find romance andContinue reading “Trucking’s in our Blood”

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”