We left last Friday night to head to the country house. We weren’t
able to get out of the city before 5:30p & it is about a 3 hour trip so it
is dark by the time we arrived. We usually go ‘the back way’ because we have
come to loathe Interstates, too many close calls in too short a time period.
Not that accidents can’t happen anywhere but I swear people
are just idiots on the Expressways. I remember waaaay back when, you could
trust the semi-truck drivers the best because they had the most experience
& knew what they were doing.
Not so much anymore. The new drivers are let loose well
before they are fully trained & even though they are responsible for many
more tons that a regular vehicle, they TEXT. Yep, one almost ran us into a
guardrail about a year ago. We were in the left (passing) lane on a three lane
highway with a car in front of us that decided they were no longer in the mood
to pass & had slowed down & another car behind us so we had nowhere to
go. The semi, in the middle lane, just kept easing into our lane. I looked up
& he was texting, not just reading a text but actually typing. We were just
inches from the concrete guard divider, honking the horn, me flailing my arms. He
finally realized & jerked back into his lane. A couple more close calls
& we decided to find a different way to go. We did & now we avoid the
interstate altogether. It is much more pleasant & a much less stressful
drive.
We got the truck unloaded & made an adult beverage &
sat on the back screened porch listening to the quiet. So very quiet. Off to
bed early with not much to do the next day. I did a couple loads of laundry
& hung them on the clothesline & clothes rack & piddled in my
raised beds. Otherwise, just kind of took it easy . all . day . long.
My niece & a friend were coming to spend the night on
Saturday but didn’t get in until around 6:00. Greg fried the last of our
Mayport shrimp & we had cheese grits, broccoli slaw, sliced tomatoes &
hush puppies.
We had started our first fire of the season earlier in the
afternoon. After supper, we sat by the fire & looked at the stars. It is so
remote that you can see millions & millions of them. We turned off the
porch & flood lights so all you saw was sky. Absolutely beautiful!
The next day we drove over to a local Goat Farm. The people
that own it are friends of friends of ours. When we told them where we were
from & where our country place was, they asked “Are you MT’s cousin? We
heard about you. Are you going to raise for personal use or with the intent to
sell? Don’t go buying this or that without checking with us, it’s possible we
already bought it to experiment with & had to upgrade & can sell it to
you a whole lot cheaper than brand new. Etc.” Gotta love being in the country.
I didn’t get any pictures but they are just getting started,
after many years of planning & getting inspections & finally approval,
they are now licensed to sell & are just getting underway. They sell milk,
about 8 different kinds of cheese, soap, honey, etc. Super nice people, I asked
if I could help out a few days a week, once I’m retired, so I can gain some
hands on education before I actually jump in the livestock wagon.
We got back to our place just as my niece & her friend
were leaving. We packed up & went over to see my Dad & his wife since
they were up as well. They had been on vacation in the mountains for a couple
of weeks & instead of driving on to Amish Country, which my Dad loves, they
decided to take the rest of their vacation at “The Farm” which is what my Dad
& his brothers & sisters call the property.
Oh well, just wanted to document our weekend, we sure do
live an exciting life huh?
