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I know it has been awhile since my last post but

but WP not letting me LIKE your posts but will let me comment odd very odd anyone know what I maybe doing wrong?

Mom is now 80.  She made it!  We all had had our doubts after this long year of medical woes.  We took her out to a wonderful place in Salem NH called the Tuscan Kitchen where we all made wonderful food choices and loved them all.  They have more openings happening so if you live near one, pop in!  Check them out online too  maybe just to drool lol I had a half order of 2 different pasta plates one made with butternut squash the other wild mushrooms I was a very happy girl.

So to catch you up even more with this horrific year of failed surgeries and all we did to keep mom safe, I still have no gray hairs as I approach 60 in March, so in a week I will donate my, now very long hair, to Locks for Love.  I will go very drastic with either a Pixie, Bob or Stacked Bob hmmmm maybe a Shag.  Out with the old in with the new lol I am excited!

I still paint but not as I once did.  I have been busy around here(home) what with my man building a race care for my friend, well just the metal parts within to keep him safe, out on the quarter mile track at over 150 mph.  I want to take just one run 🙂
I worked this summer with a few of the Garden club members on our local plantings adding Roses and Ornamental Grasses to each planting so they will be less care in the future. I did very little here but mow since we had dry conditions for most of the growing season.

We did take a ride to see Fall Color in Vermont.  It was a 400 mile trip that it took days for us to recover from but I want to see my country again so I better work back up to sitting with bent knees a little more so I do not end up like mom.

Hoping I can catch up on your blogs and leave a like if not I will see if I can leave a comment and even get yours.

Here is a few shots I still have on my computer to share.

JT
JT

Autumn In Vermont

Watercolor on 140# cp
Watercolor on 140# cp

Fabricating A Roll Cage and Inside

My 1st attempt with watercolor canvas
My 1st attempt with watercolor canvas
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DP Challenge Nice Is as Nice Does/ Helping Hand

 

Daily Prompt: Nice Is as Nice Does

Tell us about the nicest thing you’ve ever done.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us KINDNESS.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/23/daily-prompt-kindness-2/

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I try to always be kind so it took a few minutes to come up with something to share with you on this  DP Challenge.  I was raised to do for others in need so I will share with you, a day in my life as a trucker.  Truckers are good for the most part but like anything we can get a bad rap from the few who are not.

It was a rainy day as I traveled from Roxbury Massachusetts back and forth up and down the SE Expressway.  I was hauling a huge 100 yard, live floor, trash trailer. I would leave the transfer station grossing out at 100,000(pounds) GVW .  I would then travel down to a trash to energy plant on the upper cape and race back for another load.  The day goes a little slower when it is messy out, either we slow down or there is back up in traffic due to ones who didn’t and caused crashes.   I was coming back from my second  trip when up ahead of me people where hitting their brakes and trying to avoid an elderly man who was attempting to change his tire.  I moved over to the right land then up behind him with my semi.  I put the 4 ways on(hazard lights)and jumped out of my cab, in the pouring rain.  I told the man I would take care of it and for him to get back inside of his full size sedan,  to say he was shocked to see me a young, curvy blonde female offering to take care of him would be an understatement.  I went to his trunk and got out the spare and thankfully it was aired up and the jack.  I got on the ground, jacked up his car and loosened the lug nuts and took off flat tire.  I then put the full size spare on and placed the flat and tools back into his trunk, all within 5 to 10 minuets.  It was a torrential downpour type of rain but being the kind of hauler I was I spent most of my sixteen hours a day outside and up on top of my trailer so I knew I would not melt. I went up to the drivers door all the while Boston traffic whipping by, which is why I did not what him doing it at 70+ years old, and knocked on his window and said he was all set and I would tell him when to safely pull out.  He was so thankful he even tried to give me money, guess some people are not used to people just being kind and wanting nothing in return.  I thanked him for his offer but reminded him that it was my own truck and that my Dad would kill me if I took money for doing the right thing.  He called me an angel and I told him to have a wonderful day and not to forget to fix or get a new spare and when it was safe to pull into that Boston highway, off he went.  Yes I was drenched but  my truck was running with heat on I could dry off a little on the way back for load 3 and usually there was a wait as well.  See it is never about me it was about making sure he was not hit in traffic,  that I could not live with besides not many will chance hitting a trailer like I pull, which was solid steel, so I felt safe on the ground in front of my rig.  I felt good as I pulled away from the edge of the roadway and that is how I always feel when I do the right thing, like giving a helping hand.
 

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