I had not driven the truck for a very long time, and as I started my ascent up the hill, I noticed how much power that truck had. Whizzing past the other vehicles also climbing the hill was delightful, as I pretty much stayed in the passing lane and quickly became the leader of the pack. Keeping the ole' powerstroke at 60 mph was a task, as we got off the hill and hit Hwy. 40 going into town.
Day's Market was a real cache, as I was not only able to purchase the much needed cornstalks (don't worry--next year I will grow my own at $4.99 for three stalks!!!), but also the tickets to all the Cowboy Poetry events I had so carefully planned.
Again, it was difficult keeping the truck at 60 as I headed north out of town. The climb up the hill from the Heber side is especially steep and in a regular car, it is very difficult to keep speed up. About the time I peaked the top, I was right around 65mph without any effort. It is a retroactively scary thought to think of Mom and Dad motoring down the highway with their RV in tow, with that much power under the hood! I smiled as I thought about them and how much in love they were.
In that frame of mind, I looked in my rear-view mirror and saw my corn stalks flapping in the breeze, saw my Cowboy Poetry tickets laying on the seat and I am about as happy as any farm girl could be. I picked up my cell phone and text Allen, "I'm drivin' down the highway with ma' cornstalks flappin' in the breeze and ma' Cowboy Poetry tickets burnin' a hole in ma' pocket!" He text me back:
Quite a Mom who loves everything Country...
Horses, barns, and hayrides all fill her with glee...
Even her truck has a horseshoe tailgate...
Mention Cowboy Poetry and she won't be late!
What a life!
Here's my friends...just waiting for the horses to take them on a ride (yes, Earl, that is a hint)!
I found the cutest little boy ready to hop in and go wherever my friends are going!
Here's another handsome little one...coaxing the scarecrows to get going!
If I sit here and look like I'm ready to go, do you think Earl with join me? Couldn't ask for a better life....and if there is anyone (like grandchildren) who really want to go on a ride, I could probably hook the powerstroke on and away we can go!
5 comments:
Oh I cannot get wait to get up there and see those darling little scarecrows in person! And the leaves in the background? Sheer beauty!!!! Mom, I honestly love everything about your posts! You are the best!
I absolutely loved the story the first time you told it to me, but it is even better in your seamless prose! I love it...I love the scarecrows, too! They totally scared me the first time I drove in the driveway at night and saw them all staring at me, but now I see that they are friendly and just wanting to go for a ride!!
Where have I been? I haven't even heard the story of the taking the powerstroke over to Heber. I love the fall decore that you and mother nature have put together. As soon as it stops snowing I am going to get the boys out there for a ride! Get the truck (or horse) ready.
Great post. It makes me reflect on so many memories that I have of days in the old orange truck with my dad or the big hay hauling projects with all the aunt/uncles/cousins. Fall is my favorite time of year. I would love it to last a little longer. The beauty of the colors is true evidence of the blessings we have.
Thank you so much for letting Evan come take a ride with your scarecrows! We love all the pictures and of course seeing grandma and visiting your beautiful yard! Thank you thank you for the beautiful Fall backdrop!
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