Travel misery, flooding, and fires. It doesn’t exactly make for a holiday feeling. I am trying to pre-pack for my trip – you know – charge the camera battery, make lists, pile things such as the tent and sleeping bag in one place. I’m fairly ready for the long trip, but now I’m on a short trip to the farm, helping my daughter pack up stuff for their move west. I’m excited because at the end of my long trip, I’m going to get to see their new place on my way home.
The only casualty of this trip was a four foot long bull snake. After loading the trailer and dumping trash, we went back outside for a picture and there was this great big old snake curled up and hissing at the dogs, right in front of the trailer ramp. My daughter has two big german shepherds and a two year old son, so needless to say, it didn’t end well for the snake. Farm life.
My grandson has developed an infectious giggle and I just want to put him in my suitcase and take him home with me. What a little character? He misses his older brother though, so I suppose it’s better if he goes with his mom. Their next move will be back to Colorado, and that will be awesome, but already they are much closer than they were in Florida, so I’m not complaining. I’m looking at this stop as a new place for me to visit and explore. I have certainly gotten to know many parts of this country with my kids scattered in so many different locations. I count that as one of my best blessings.