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A Quick Trip

Looking up 
I lay in dried leaves, gazing up at a cold blue sky.  

“Tom. Lie down and look up. It’s gorgeous!” 

“Yeah, if you like spiders crawling all over you.” 

With some coaxing, he joined me. 

Wind swished through pine trees that swayed rhythmically in the breeze.  

Silence. 

“You asleep?” 

“Not yet.” 

After twelve long hours on the road from sunny Florida to First in Flight North Carolina, he should have been. 

We’d leave the next day—or even that night. 

We accomplished our mission: start the tractor and open a bank account. 

Tom thought it was a good idea and I didn’t want him to go alone. So at 3AM we left. Before we got to our land, we stopped in town and opened a bank account. I didn’t get a sucker, but the bank manager did offer coffee. 

So, like Abraham, we walked the length and breadth of the land if only for a few hours and marveled. 

Blessed beyond measure. In this life and the next. 

Already home, yet, we loaded up in the truck to go home. 

Go figure. 

The View 

nebraska dave
12/20/2012 2:51:06 PM

Pauline, life truly is an adventure, isn't it. Our land here in Nebraska has been blessed with a nice cover of wet snow. Since I am retired and there's no school today, I get to sit and enjoy watching others dig out and make an attempt to get to work. Ah, I can reminisce and think about those days of yester year when I too was one of those digging out to get to work. Maybe I'll wander out later today and clean off the driveway and sidewalk. It's become a joy to do that chore now instead of a dreadful thing to endure in order to get to work. Life is good in Nebraska for this household. Have a great smelling the roses day.