I wanted to go for a walk and it read 8 F here in the yard and it didn’t feel too bad, after what it had been like for 3 days here well below 0 F, with nasty winds. The kind that feel like they are cutting right into your skin.
So we bundled in layers all except for the poor dog. I wish she didn’t hate coats.
It was a beautiful clear day a perfect one for a drive. Once I turned towards the coast the roads were all ours maybe they knew better.
Put a coat on to check these out or you will catch a CHILL
Not a soul out in this weather
The Beach was all ours from 2 PM till 4 PM
After I loaded the dog and my camera in the truck and warmed it up I went back to see if he was still OK and a pilot had placed a HUGE HEART up over the sea
it was beautiful but you will have to take my word for it unless I can find it on the web cam and show you. I was not going to run to the warm truck and go back out though now I am kicking myself as it was so pretty.
It was THIS COLD!
Wednesday it will be 50 F time to go to the beach!
On February 2 ND and 3 RD hundreds will jump in the Atlantic Ocean, along Hampton Beach, in Hampton NH (there is a WEB CAM) they call it the Penguin Plunge for Special Olympics
I will get some photos of it if it is not as cold as today WHICH WAS NUTS! We did have a nice walk and he did find treasure though brrrrr still trying to THAW!
Boyfriend is hunting the sea for treasure and JT and I are getting some much-needed walking in.
She loves when I tell her we are going to the beach.
She runs to the door wagging her tail then runs to get her Frisbee . She is so very happy I can see it in her eyes.
Wind recently was 45 mph but she never gave a hint that is was bothersome to her. It was warm and so walking we went along the
Merrimack River where it meets the sea.
I never looked for shells or sea glass.
I spent the hour and half walking with her and kicking a stick as the winds would have taken her Frisbee far, far away. She wanted it and I said find a stick so off on the mission she went up ahead to find a good one.
We came upon a group of men, they looked kind of suspicious to me, even JT lowered her head and growled softly. They were huddled under a tree and as I got closer I saw the spotting scopes and HUGE camera lenses all pointed into the Fir trees. I asked what they had cornered in the tree the older man said “Birds”. I sort of felt bad for the bird lol no damn privacy! Now the photo of the men could have been used in a “Birding Book” or front page of paper on a slow news day.
After our walk and play were done, we went to sit in the truck and take a break from the wind when I saw a woman walking towards us and the wooden walkway with her tripod and cameras. She saw JT with her pretty face watching her through the open window and she proceeds to start snapping photos of her, what she did not know is that JT is already FAMOUS, with her own followers. We started chatting and seems she tries to capture birds for Audubon and that was why all the men with huge lens were there. They have groups that meet and hunt the birds down to photograph. I see so much being present had they sat on this bench see what they could have caught in their viewfinder
Pretty Seals hanging out enjoying the day yes here in New England.
I woke to a pretty powder coat look happening on all the trees just outside my home today.
Yes it meant we had to shovel but not the roof today. It snowed from the early morning hours and at 4:00 PM I was still moving snow to scatter seed for the ground feeding birds. I looked up into all of these large pines for that nasty hawk who snatched on of my pretty birds yesterday. All that was seen was a burst of feathers. Insert SAD FACE HERE.
JT hung out with me while I shoveled and he used the snow blower in the back yard.
After 2 hours we had the yard done for the first round, then we had to take a ride for more bird seed. The roads had been nuts around here for getting just a little amount of this light, powdery snow. I drove the three of us the 10 miles to the feed store and was pleasantly surprised to hear I had purchased the required 10 bags of bird seed so I got a 50 pound bag of Black Oil Sunflower Seed for FREE. The men loaded the truck up and we headed back down the road, for home. The roads were empty, the speeds had been lowered to 45 mph kind of crazy for so little snow. I have to tell you in case it did not hit your local news NH had a 40 mile bumper to bumper traffic jam. Can you imagine crawling along stuff in traffic hardly moving for FORTY MILES for 2 INCHES of snow. Today I was happy to play in the snow with him and JT and the pretty birds. I am grateful I was not in a BIG RIG, I am seeing how blessed I actually am .
How is your weather? Do you have crazy drivers where you live? I wonder who never made it to work today I know if I found myself in a 40 mile back-up I would take the next exit and go for breakfast then home to play in the snow.
It doesn’t hurt to know I have a place that looks so pretty to come home to, no matter how much snow has piled up.
My little shadow is always waiting to play no matter the weather.
We know many ppl have helped and spread the word but so far nothing has turned up. So, we ask everyone to once again post a picture or a link to to help keep her out there.. it sometimes takes a few tries for a lost dog to turn up… all about timing…. thank you everyone for your efforts and please if you can lets do it one more time… Thank you and God Bless You!
Dixie has been missing since December 2, 2012 from Reidsville, Georgia. She went missing off of hwy 121 outside Tison, near Glennville GA. Dixie is a full blooded mahogany Sable Rough Coat Collie girl. She was last seen wearing a pink collar with a heart tag with her name, address and phone number. She is 4 years old and has been spayed. If you have seen her or…
Well by now most of you know our JT (Jess-Tex) at least in photos. She is our Border Collie and no we do not have a farm.
I have shared my life with fourteen dogs five of which were part of a litter that went on to new homes where they were adored family members.
This dog above was born at a friend’s home, the male her father was from Texas and they drove from Vermont to pick him up. JT’s mother was a dog that was dropped off at their place in Vermont. Gorgeous lighter Gray with white. She was scared who knows the kind of life had she lead.
JT was like the runt with a not so perfect face marking and it was just her sister and her no one had chosen to be theirs.
Now I wanted no more dogs but here were the two prettiest faces begging to be loved. I said I wanted both, actually could not believe that came out of my mouth. The daughter said she was taking the tri color one. I was taking JT as long as they were both fixed, I didn’t care.
The day we found her in the horse stall with her sister, we had been camping with a three-year old great-niece so we went home to NH but when I got to my house I called them and said I would be back up for the pup I had fallen in love with. Her husband was going to be in NH on a welding job so he brought the pup with him so we did not have to go all the way back to northern Vermont.
We bought a leash and collar as well as bowl and water, as it would be a long ride for a puppy and headed north.
We took the pickup truck with a bench seat so she could lay between us. Funny as I look back six and a half years later at that ride home. She would lay her head on my leg then wander over to the passenger side for his leg. She was trying to settle in on that big seat but wanted to be close to both of us, her HERD.
We stopped often to walk her, and to let her have some water and then she was scooped up again and placed in the middle between us. It is where she has always ridden till he bought this new truck with the big back seat. All hersto be sure.
She had been born on Mother’s Day and in October she took her first really long ride down to Georgia. We went gold prospecting with a club he belonged to and she set about making many new friends that weekend. It was really rainy and nasty, creeks were swollen I was so glad this camping trip was in a cabin with a hot tub.
This pup has led a very interesting life to be sure. She could have a blog of her own.
We no sooner got back from our trip to Georgia when we set in motion an epic cross-country trip that would include sleeping out in the wild, in a tent for the month of December. Not too worry we would be in Arizona and it is still warm right?
We bought an old RV and he made it road worthy and we were looking forward to an amazing journey together. Then the gas prices soared so we scrapped the idea of taking the old beast back west where it had actually been made. I looked for a van cheaper on gas and room for all we would need to bring with us. I found a pretty cool looking Chevy van, a conversion van the kind with a bench seat that lays down and can be used as a bed. We bought it from a group of men who used it to go back and forth to New England Patriot football games. Yes tailgaters. It has a HUGE Patriots Loge on one whole window. I never thought about the fact we were going to be in the Super Bowl and the game would be in Arizona!
What a trip that was from the start. JT could feel the excitement. I rented a place for our cat to go where, she was to be treated like a Queen, for the money she better have been the center of attention. He made a rack for the hitch, the fact he was a welder for 30 years came in handy. On this rack we took the tool box off the pick-up and placed our clothes and tenting supplies as well has some dry goods like JT’s Food and dog bones. We would be on BLM land and there would be no stores, no street lights, no phones. JT would be the only one out of the three of us to do nothing but play as any pup will do. They said rattle snakes would have taken cover as well as the other critters who live under ground, I was hoping so.
So we loaded up and headed south, I had to say good-by and Merry Christmas to Mom on our way. We opened our gifts and had a beautiful meal then loaded back into the van and headed out of New England. Leaving what we thought of winter behind us as well.
As we headed south through Massachusetts we heard a lot of horn blowing and people giving me the THUMBS UP signs that was different for me having been in a big rig all those years and it was never a THUMB I got! People were excited, they saw the sign and our team was in the hunt for a ticket to the BIG GAME! When we hit NJ the looks changed, funny how that works.
I stopped on the NJ Turnpike to top off of the gas tank when a big dark-colored Suburban pulls on the other side of the pump. It had those really dark windows, looking kind of sinister. This is a place they pump for you, so as I am sitting and waiting I hear a horn beep then I see the black glass start to open and there were four huge black men smiling at me I was kind of confused then one pointed to the SIGN on our window and said GO PATS!!! They could have been players looking at the size of them! It was like that the whole trip out. Just random strangers stopping us to congratulate our team on the playoffs and wishing us well on our journey. They all petted JT. I swear more love was given to her that first year of her life. No wonder she chooses humans over animals to play with. She never new life as a dog.
more later on JT’s Adventures with us and her adoring fans
She is playing Peek A Boo. I better watch out she is 12 and now acting like a kitten again. I am blessed with such beautiful animals but I bet you may have heard me say that already, sorry
When Mom gave us her cats old tower I never thought ours would love it as she does. Her cat and ours are the same age but I think Mom said he didn’t like it anymore because she is 77 and not up to chasing him around much anymore. This toy was attached to the huge tower and as you can see our little girl is full of playfulness
She is watching me take her photos and really waiting for me to wiggle it again so she can KILL IT
THE LOOK! I better watch my hands and face
She has now turned away from me and her toys and is watching all those pretty Chickadees, Nuthatches, Blue Jays, Juncos, Finch and pretty Red Cardinals. The birds are loving that an area has been cleared of two days worth of snow and I have spread on top of the snow some fresh seed for the ground eaters.
Not sure if I told you this cats story I must get my scanner plugged in so I can show you her and her sister who an old boyfriend saved from a woman who was going to do away with. Yes kill. He came home from work and walked in with a picnic basket I looked at him kind of strange and he said I brought you something. How nice a basket for me to fill with goodies he wants me to cook oh I love those kinds of gifts no really this was very odd flowers all the time picnic baskets no.
He sat it down on the couch and he told me to check it out and when I opened it there were two tiny 3 or 4 week old kittens huddled together inside, scared. I had lost my 15 year old cat not long before and missed Rocky so much. These two had the same markings but this ones sister was Gray. They were so beautiful. They did everything together. They would climb up us and knead our clothes and suck on our clothing, they missed their Mommy and I would need to get their food soft enough for them to lap up. I also started giving them a quarter size of Half and Half this kitty up above still 12 years later knows when my coffee is ready she gets her treat.
Now when he brought these two home we had 3 of my dogs still alive plus I told him to bring his dog over to join my family pets. I have to tell you these four dogs were the most gentle dogs I have ever seen. My three were hunting dogs, Springer Spaniels and his was a mix which was the goofiest dog I had ever met. Just a happy go lucky dog he was sort of like his owner. Add laughter here. Now back to the two kittens when the dogs would come in wet they would lay for hours licking the dogs paws dry. I am serious this place I live is amazing. They were lost when all 3 dogs were put down at 13 to 15 years old somehow they all got so old their lives were spent in horrible pain and they were ready. I went maybe a year or two without a dog it was hard.
Now for the sad part just after we brought JT home from a farm in VT all of us were out playing in the yard the two cats, the puppy and us. It was end of June and cats stayed out for hours running the yard or sunning themselves. When we went in for the night I yelled for the two cats Rhythm and Blues to come in yes they were cats but came when called just like they were dogs. Rhythm came running and Blues didn’t that was odd they were always joined at the hip. I yelled for her over and over and the current man in my life (last man) said she will be back but she never was. She was the most loving of the two and adored the dogs had she had a run in with a Fisher Cat or a Fox I didn’t know about the Coyotes being out back, back then. Ron said he had seen a huge Owl as well. They were smaller type barn cats. We have Hawks too. The worst part, night after night for me, was calling out to see if I could hear her cries, I never did. It tore me to pieces the not knowing what had happened to our loving and trusting cat.
So this cat above now follows me like she is a dog. She stays with us on walks like she knows. With the snow for last few days she has not wanted to go out not sure if it the deep snow on her feet or the winds kicking up a scent of something evil lurking close bye but I am happy she choose to spend more time inside with us. I know she is old now but cats can live a lot longer than dogs so I am hoping for more days with her up upon her new cat tower.
When her and JT are no longer here with us there will be no more pets for me, I just can’t the GOODBYES.
PS I forgot to tell you at twelve she still wants to knead our clothing and suck on us kind of odd but I do allow it till her claws start to poke my skin then she is placed beside me much to JT’s disgust she is not like the other dogs in my past she doesn’t like to share.
JT grabbed her Frisbee and me the camera and we went to walk the property so I could pick up any branches that may have come down it the nasty winds. You will see there is no snow. Plenty chilly today. The cat for some reason was running like she was a kitten again she is 12 now. So I toss the disc over and over while making sure the cat did not leave and head out into the coyote filled woods, all the while capturing parts of our yard before it gets covered in snow, the 2 or 3 in. we had last week melted with warmer temps and torrential rains. The river is actually at flood stage or 2 in. below today. Time to share our stroll around the yard.
That’s approximately the number of animals euthanized in the United States each year.
They come to that end because of broken homes and busted dreams; because too few animals are spayed or neutered and because too many are deliberately bred; because their owners are completely out of options or simply out of patience.
It’s a shockingly high number. More than 10,000 every single day. For the most part those killings are conducted by shelters trying to free up room for the steady stream of new animals that come through their doors. The old, the sick and the unwanted are euthanized to give those animals more likely to be adopted a space and a shot. But the volume of new arrivals is so large that a typical shelter puts down 60% of the animals it receives.
If killing six in ten animals seems like a strange form of rescue to…
The surf was wild so we hung around to see if it would start to head out enough to look for treasure
She found a stick on the beach
HOW DOES SHE DO THAT? I left the Frisbee in the truck as she has been hurting after playing at the beach lately so much for best laid plans lol but she was so happy to see the ocean I could not say NO.
Check out this wave action
Is that a WAVE or a Wall heading towards us and where are the surfer dudes
I was hoping to catch the sun out over the ocean but it never showed up
We climbed back in truck and took a ride two beaches further north
Even without the sunshine we had an amazing day at the coast.
JT and I walked and walked slow and steady and my honey found a diamond ring with a dark Blue stone all around the center stones very pretty and MY SIZE
There are so many rules and regulations now that they are trying to spruce up this place
Being the REBEL I am I broke a couple of these today
Come on though dead of winter not many souls out and NO DOGS OR DIGGING how can we treasure hunt with our cute little pup well as long as these animals are allowed I will continue to break the rules
and then there is him
I clean up after JT
So if you see this
Yes her mommy has taken her out to play at her favorite place
I have hundreds of photos of today so look for more of the Sea from me
Well they say there will be another coastal storm brewing just off our shoreline, so it is time to walk the edge, as the tide turns and heads out and look and see what it has left behind for us. It will be sunny and in the 40’s what a perfect BEACH DAY JT likes to walk me into the water so maybe I will even be barefoot.
“If you open your heart to let dogs in, you will eventually be blessed with a once in a lifetime chum. It isn’t that you love your others dogs any less, but rather you love this one special animal more. The bond between the two of you is stronger, the connection deeper, the understanding clearer.”
-Kristina Marshall from FOREVER FRIENDS
I have been blessed with three of them whom I have lost.. I have my fourth one now…..Trevor Forever is perhaps the most unusual and unlikely collie to be one of these dogs…. in a kennel in a barn till 5, he then ran free in a outside kennel with lots of friends till 7… then he came to me and adopted me…. I can;t imagine what he would’ve been if he could’ve been with us from the time of being a pup…… this picture speaks…
This dog loves to play but on this day in the pouring rain, where I had entered JT into two rounds of Disc Dog play, this Great Dane had spent the day either taking cover in the back of his owners posh van. Then he popped out to check out the action on the field.
I love BIG DOGS
Not so much the small barking ones, well I love ALL DOGS but not for ME. I love happy dogs that are quiet. JT does bark like a dog should danger appear in our yard, in the form of an animal posing danger NOT THE TURKEYS and BIRDS, but any human even if she knows then will receive a bark, one barks says Hello I know you and the other Mom you better get here quick and yes I do know the difference.
I have owned two Great Danes.
My first was my ex-husbands , half-sister (first time I had ever heard that term) Great Dane puppy who had bitten her. Oh joy he was bringing back to our home a dog with an anger issue. This was in 1979. The pup, HUGE AS HE WAS came bounding out of his caddie heading straight at me! I had never seen a dog so big but said “Hi Sasquatch” (Big Foot). His sister at least was cool about naming her dog, a cool and very appropriate name. He ran up and almost knocked me down! A very happy go lucky, though rambunctious soul he was, boy you should have seen him skate across those hardwood floors, guess the ex never gave the home a thought when it came to this beautiful dog.
It only took a few days for us to get used to each others routine. He ate like a horse! He would come in to wake me each morning by gently grabbing my forearm, gentle he was but I was still covered in Black and Blue marks. The ex was on the road a lot back then and I was only living with him then and was not working so it was a perfect time to train this dog properly. I have to say I never saw a mean gesture from this pup but happy tail could leave a nasty bruise though. I would attempt to walk him many times each day I say attempt as he mostly walked me! What a sight we must have been to the passerby. A young blonde with this HUGE BLACK DOG leading her around. How I loved Sass.
It was the following year on an early October day when I had to go do something and I wasn’t going to be long but there really wasn’t enough room in my Pinto for him to stay in for more than a few minutes. Usually he took my small car to work and left the Caddie but today he had not. So I dashed out leaving him on his run, we had 5 acres and I would only be gone a couple of hours.
I came home and Sass was gone. I yelled his name I called and called for him and no dog returned. I cried and cried I did not know what to think. We had had a freak 2 inches of snow and I was praying a neighbor had welcomed him in or my ex had come home and taken him with him. When he came in from work with no Sass I was destroyed what would he do out there all alone in the snow with no dinner. I called every agency as well as every vet, I put up signs with his photo. Seems there was a group of thugs that were stealing dogs from their yards and police told me that he was probably a victim of foul play. You know I would take rides at night and call out for him. All day my eyes searched the roads and fields for him. As Halloween approached I prayed that who ever took him would open the door to pass out candy and he could make his escape. I had so many sleepless nights and even dreamed one time that I found him wasted away, skin and bones with white paint on him dripping in the rain, like they tried to cover up the big beautiful black dog I loved so much. Yes loss of a pet affects me to my core. People have nicknamed me Ellie May you know like the Clampets. I just love animals so very much and just always want the very best for them.
My Uncle called to say there was a Great Dane he knew of that was being mistreated and would I be interested in giving him a home. There started the life I lead with dogs needing love and a little food isn’t that what we all need?
His name was Brutus though he was so sweet and walked beside me so sweetly and he adored me as much as I did him. He knew there would be no more beatings. He got to live out his life with me till his hips caused so much pain I had to have him laid to rest. Yes it was hard but seeing him yelp in pain I could not do anything about was even worse. So I held him and told him I loved him so much and said goodbye.
We were now without any pets and I married him abusive as he was I begged him to sell his home so we could buy a rig and hit the road I was praying the drinking and abusive behavior he dealt out to me would stop if we were busy driving 20 hours a day but that is a story for another day. It is so hard to share my life with you as so many tears fall as I try to clear my heart of pain by letting go of all of it. It is why I dwell on the pretty stuff.
Thanks for checking out the Big Beautiful Dane above and hearing the story about the two special ones, who shared their lives with me, even though it was too short of a time. I know they loved me too.
Winds were blowing around 25 mph maybe stronger gusts. We had been in the thick woods here. She and I were walking to lose weight and spend a beautiful December day at the lake. I am trying to throw a Frisbee while I take a photo as well.
I am not sure if she caught scent of a wild animal or if she was giving her Father “Dirty Looks” lol
We walked on and off slowly as I took photos here and there then a round of Frisbee along the shore of the lake while he metal detected in the water yes he was in a suit so as to not freeze.
I asked her if she had FUN today and this was her answer a pretty face then a kiss
No not really a competition for photographers, this day was all about the dogs but him with his BIG CAMERA, didn’t capture THIS FACE! I was far away using zoom on a day it was pouring out too boot. While waiting for my little girl to compete, in her very first Toss and Catch competition I filled in hours of waiting with taking photos of the most expert of dogs doing their thing but JT won 1st and 4th on her two tries, yes we were so proud of her and the patience she showed that day was amazing! She laid and watched all that went before her. What a special dog she is but have you ever heard of a Border Collie who sits still, lol we still smile at the very thought of that rainy day.
Take your dog out sun or rain they don’t mind honest, they just want to play with you.
Mom got me all dressed up and walked me to the top of the street.
The rest of the kids from the neighborhood where there too. Not sure if my Mom was the only one to take photos but I can tell the sun was in my eyes. Didn’t we all look like we were eager to attend. The real photo she should have concentrated on getting was the last day I attended SCHOOL, now that was the most important day!
My best friend was in the back row standing next to a boy. She moved here from the deep south Georgia and Alabama . We were best of friends instantly. We did everything together. She would come places with my family like to Zoos and Parks and I would go with her family to the Ocean. The place I always went with them to, is still my very favorite section even though storms have destroyed so much of what was so beautiful.
We had one TV, a Black and White for years. We also got to play after supper, under the one street light, which happened to be right in front of our house. We played kickball and dodge ball life was good.
Out of all the years Cathy and I attended school together we were only in one class together, eighth grade math. By then we liked boys though neither of us were allowed to date. Boys would come over and sit around and listen to music with us but no dating.
When we went to high school we parted ways she went to the local high school in town and took college courses
while I took a test to be accepted to the new School in town. Vocational/Technical High School that had students from five towns attending. It was a beautiful school and I met so many wonderful people and you know most of our small class of 1974 is on my Facebook Friend list. I think this speaks volumes of the times and the families. We came from hard working, Blue collar workers with one car, 3 kids and a dog and no divorces.
I never asked if we were rich or poor I never went without supper unless I refused to eat what Mom cooked. Remember the dog, he would eat ANYTHING, he was our best friend at the dinner table till Mom caught on and tied him outside while we ate. We tried to always finish supper no mater how much we hated Lima Bean Soup so we could have dessert remember she was a great baker, her cakes and pastries were the best tasting.
We were allowed to go out after breakfast and not return till lunch you see we lived on a dead-end road with just 15 houses on it and all our other friends lived in the other houses with their brothers and sisters. We were never inside unless it was raining. We always played at each others houses. The Mother’s we always home. I can only remember two times I actually had a babysitter well till I turned eleven and became one. I babysit my brothers, I had 3 of them and then babysit for a family with 8 children and a family with two of the sweetest little girls. I made enough money babysitting and always bought family gifts at Christmas but put mine and my brothers names on them for our parents.
So many things happened on this dead-end street where I grew up. I loved this place so much I never wanted to grow up. It was a place where many memories, that will last a lifetime, were made.
It has been a very long time since I looked at this photo. I used to miss this truck so much, then it was the girl I was, who had gone missing.
Let me tell you some background since a few have asked about the days I spent behind the wheel of an 18 Wheeler(this one has 22 ) .
So much happened before I became a trucker, guess you would surmise that, as young girls really did not drive tractor-trailer trucks in the mid to late 70’s, well not in New England especially.
So do I begin here with this time period in the photo or go from the start?
I think I will do this blog from just before the time I bought her till I said goodbye, as there really is an awful lot for this story.
I was divorced in 1995 and as part of the settlement of OUR THINGS I had a choice to make. Let’s see he had already just got rid of the truck he drove, he actually gave it back to the bank with less than a year to pay on it. He was drinking so heavy daily and I could not drive TWO TRUCKS so he did what he did. I insisted we split the days up with him driving my rig(not this one) Monday,Wednesday and Friday which would leave me Tuesday and Thursday and most Saturdays. At the time I was hauling rubbish back and forth from Roxbury, MA to different landfills and trash to energy plants here in New England.
Things were getting worse living with him. I never thought they could get any worse and there came a point when I had the police remove him from the home. I had finally had too much. Lost so much. I signed a restraining order and told them he could come for the rig, with police.
It took a year before the final day in front of the judge. All I wanted was the house, 4 dogs and my 68 Camaro and my Ford Pickup Truck. He could take EVERYTHING ELSE!
In the time I sent him away, I found a job driving for a local company. I was now driving a Dump Truck. Worked 10 hours a day and finally had a life but not much money compared to owning my own rig but I was happy, really happy. I actually looked forward to doing my hair and climbing into that Orange Mack daily.
When the judges final decree was sent he gave me everything I wanted. The house, dogs and vehicles. Now how could I pay the house payment on a weekly paycheck, as an employee, I really couldn’t.
My Dad knew I worked for a seasonal company so he gave me an old 1974 Mack to drive. He paid for the registration and fuel and insurance and I paid him back weekly. I worked that truck for probably 9 months and even put some cash away. The Mack had a lot of issues being so old and finally she just could not go on the road anymore so if I was to truck I had to go shopping and quick!
I had a job to haul containers of beer from the pier in Boston or trailers from the rail yards in Alston. I poured through books and found a place in CT that sold used trucks. I saw the tractor in the photo above and thought she would be a good enough rig for me to begin again. The man who owned the place was impressed with my knowledge of trucks see he threw questions at me to check, I was a female. I had to prove to him I owed nobody anything after the divorce except my mortgage company and that the home was mine and not the ex-husbands. So he put a paper plate on it and told me to take it up to NH and drive it haul a few loads and show it to my Dad to make sure it would be a good choice for me, and then bring him the decree so he could see what the judge had written.
I went straight to my parents home from CT which was just under 2 hours away and showed them what it looked like and then Dad hopped into the driver’s seat and off we went for a test drive just as I had when I was 18 in a car he brought home for me. He liked it and then we switched seats and I drove. It was the first time I had ever taken my Dad with me in a rig, Mom had been several times but now it was time to show my Dad how over 2 mil. miles had made me into an awesome though fearless driver. He loved the ride! He said it looked like a solid truck for what I was hauling and that I drove it like a professional. I could not be happier. He asked if I needed any money and I told him no you see it was $1,000.00 down and a payment each month for 2 years and she would be mine. That was 1996, late in the year.
I hauled the beer and goods for maybe a year then I got antsy I wanted to haul the heavy loads again. This truck did not have a double frame or a wet system. I traded my Camaro for a Wet System which consisted of a pump and a tank which held Hydraulic fluid and hoses and fittings. This poor truck with her big Cummings Motor was going to set out to do the impossible, just as it owner.
I hooked up with old friends and started hauling Bark Mulch from a place in Maine all the way to Cape Cod and places in between. I loved the work and the places they sent me as so many others would hit everything but the lottery in the customers yards that they started to request the Blonde Girl who was a great driver! Everywhere I went I got smiles and waves from people. See I was an oddity still and we were now in the late 90’s.
Bark Mulch was seasonal so I had to find steady work I had not only a home to pay for but a truck. I hooked up with another friend in the rubbish business and started to haul four loads a day for him 6 days a week. I now had Sunday’s to play with the dogs in the yard while the truck was washed and oiled changed for the next week of work.
I hauled garbage till it just became too expensive to keep tires on it with going in and out of a landfills and hooked up with a Spring Water company. It was now 1998 winter again and this would be my first experience hauling a tanker down off the top of a mountain with snow and ice. I was scared, very scared about stopping at that stop sin at the bottom, why do they do that anyway!
I worked that whole winter of 1998 and then in 1999 the real fun began. I never got sleep I just napped in between loads. I hauled 3 to 4 loads of water, weighing out at 103,000 pounds back and forth to bottling companies, you see the country was getting ready for Y2K, which would happen in the year 2000, when the world would change as we knew it. We hauled thousands of gallons of water, as there were 10 other drivers doing the same thing for the company I worked for. Stock piled water filled these places with fear about what would come of the computers of our world and all the machines run by them.
As we all know we were really fine, doom and gloom never came to be. They would have a slow down in production so it was time for a much-needed vacation!
I parked this rig, tanker attached and locked up safe and sound and headed to FL where else would a girl go who loves the sea. I took 3 dogs as one had passed away and the cat and boyfriend at the time and headed to his Aunts place for a little rest. It was while I was there we decided it was where I wanted to be. Get rid of the house go back home and get my rig and start a new life where things were no so hard on me or the equipment. I could find work anywhere. So we left the dogs and cat there with his Aunt and I was heartbroken as I headed north but I would be back in 2 weeks with everything I wanted to start all over again with.
We made it back as planned I left the house for mortgage company to deal with as they refused to take the ex’s name off and set about finding my own place to call home.
So I spent most days in the beginning when we got down to Florida getting caught up on sleep and sun tanning and playing with my dogs, who were now 10. I finally got the bug to really drive again so I hooked up with a company to haul empty cans to bottling companies along the east coast of Florida, you see I loved the Gulf Coast . My rig was getting a much deserved rest as well, loads were so light I had to keep checking in the review mirrors to make sure I still had the trailer hooked to it. Life was GOOD, it really was the best. I was so very happy, finally, the year was 2000.
Well around August I received mail from the company holding the loan on my home. It seems they didn’t want it either and had given it to me free and clear only stipulation was I had to live in it. I was shocked to say the least. They asked me to go back to the home I loved so much in the woods of NH and lock the doors as I had left it cleaned out and spotless with doors unlocked for potential buyers. Now what go back, start again I didn’t want to. I liked it here in Florida but some of my dogs were buried there, it was home. At this point I was tired of making decisions really on my own as the boyfriend at the time was younger than me and OK with me doing it all. Yes I am now sadly aware that was who I was and nothing to do with him.
I decided I would go home alone with him and the pets but no rig. It was an old truck now, pretty and in great shape but not for another season of hard, nasty weather. I placed a For Sale sign in the back window and within days a man approached me and asked if he could check it out which he did and bought it with CASH. I had lots of money to pay his Aunt’s bills up to date, pay my brother cash I owed him and fuel for the van and enough to live on upon getting back to NH where I would also have to put electric on, fill the propane and hook up TV and internet.
We packed everything back into a U Haul, kissed everyone good-bye.
We were coming home.
I miss that truck and the freedom she gave me out on the roads but you see I finally get that there is more than one chapter in this woman’s life.
Time to LIVE IT!
the beginning and the middle will come with time STAY Tuned
Well I had to go into the city of Portsmouth, that is NH, today for supplies to finish all the earrings I finished making yesterday. I asked him to grab his detector and I got the dogs water thermos filled and her Frisbee and leash into the truck. Portsmouth sits along a river that empties into the sea. So we were all off to have a nice day.
My boyfriend had his coat on and JT she did too but I had two shirts on and a very light jacket and I have to say I froze. JT on the other hand was in the water before I knew she would do it, she is so smart I forget she is still a DOG ! So I moved our game of catch far enough from the edge so she would not sneak back in.
We met a nice man with a 8 month old puppy who wanted to play with JT but if you can’t throw something to her she doesn’t want anything to do with you, yes spoiled for sure. We also met a woman who was there to walk around the parking lot over and over till she had 3 miles under her belt. She loved JT.
Now it was cold and raw and yes I had her off leash to play catch and had bags to pick up after her , should I need to. I did not think there would be a problem ,well as we placed her into the truck a really nice, local police officer, told us she could be there but on leash only and that he could detect the beach but only from high tide mark to the sea. I love this place and will come again till May when she is no longer allowed but I will bring a stick and her leash and walk around and around till her and I have 2 or more miles done. The other beaches we go to allow her to play, as she is better behaved than most children.
No tickets thankfully, just letting us know as we do not live near there.
Hi Everyone! Alex over at Worldly Winds has bestowed upon me this award. Thank You Alex you have been there since the start of my endeavor into the world of Blogging. I love your two spots where you leave some of the prettiest of poems.
I will list the followers who are deserving of this award
Carol over at http://carolwelsh.wordpress.com/ Her photos inspire me as do her poetry selections
Nancy over at http://notsofancynancy.wordpress.com/ She has been telling us the most beautiful story of her families history.
Brenda over at http://beebeesworld.wordpress.com she shares gut wrenching stories of sadness and loss, I adore her for her strength you see her and I both have so much pain she writes and I usually just add photos Brenda I wish your STARS to grow as you have in your blogging xo
Desert Rose over at http://echosfromtheabyss.wordpress.com/ for being with us and wishing me well on my journey
Linda over at http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/ for always being there to comment and tell me she has enjoyed a post I have added, Thanks Linda!
Emily over at Hoof Beats and Foot Prints at http://bellaremyphotography.com/ she has always left me wonderful messages after seeing a post she liked thanks so much.
Cathy over at http://wordsandherbs.wordpress.com/ You are always there ready to brighten my day and you have taught me so much as we share are love of gardening and life an ocean apart. Thanks so much Cathy.
Deb over at http://romancingthebee.com you have made me appreciate Bees here in my landscape for the Yummy Honey they make for the hive owners, oh and THE FOOD I can not say enough on what you have shown us through your blog to do with this nectar Thanks! Continued success to your and your newly released cook book
Cindy over at http://cindyknoke.com/ for finding me and sharing herself and the places she has been and always being so kind.
Dor at Virginia Views http://countryliving4beginners.wordpress.com for also reading and commenting on my posts thanks you for the chats we have had
Lindell over at http://poeticlicensee.wordpress.com/ for always taking the time to read and comment on my very busy spot here on WordPress thanks so much and for your beautiful poems as well
Susan over at http://letterstorosa.wordpress.com/ for being a new friend here at my blog and also for her stories from her families history her and Nancy as well as Brenda all make me want to start to share mine too Thanks so much again.
Bette over at http://4writersandreaders.wordpress.com/ who also inspires me to add words with my photos Thank you her and Susan live close by one to my right the other to my left up here in our pretty area of this country we call home
Lily over at http://apronhead.wordpress.com for her love of photography and for sharing her HUMMERS with me
Dave over at http://thephoblography.wordpress.com/ for sharing your country with me and always stopping by mine you may need a bigger award I have posted TOO MANY thanks so much
Jenny over at http://ramblingsfromamum.wordpress.com/ for always being so supportive Thanks so much
Naomi over at writing between the lines http://naomibaltuck.wordpress.com/ for our conservations on many subjects Thanks
Jen at http://marcatodesigns.wordpress.com for her passion for life and BEADS I love what you do but you know that 🙂
Rita over at http://ritaroberts.wordpress.com/ she doesn’t probably know this but some day I would love to be a part of a DIG we do know how to swing a detector and dig but you can’t find what she did as bones from ancient things are just under us EVERYWHERE always wanted to do her JOB lol Thanks for the follow Rita 🙂
Marisa over at http ://myyearlongjourney.com/ I love the blog you have as I too have been on a MISSION
Boomie over at http://boomiebol.wordpress.com for being there from the start with pretty words as well xo
Pat over at http://patwoodblogging.wordpress.com/ I LOVE YOUR STORIES and they help me get to where I can write my on HUGS as we are both on missions to free our abodes of STUFF
http://dogdaz.com/ Thank You and the rest of you listed here know how I adore dogs and Pets 🙂
Patrick over at http://hikingphoto.com/ for with your BIG camera you inspire me and many others to get out and capture life and in my case on a VERY SMALL CAMERA 🙂 Thanks for sharing your world I see you do not do awards but your many followers will agree you deserve them
It really all blossomed so to speak from here with so many writers and a wonderful vision from the sweetest lady MELISSA who began this safe place for us all to share http://anexerciseindiscipline.com/ The BIGGEST HUG is sent to you for allowing me to share photos with you and the rest of the followers Thanks so much
OK I am going to end this list now as I must get something done around here it is one month till Christmas I must get some pretty gifts ready for the store. Enjoy this NEW Award Post it proudly and Collect the Stars you Deserve and Thanks again Alex for bestowing it on me XO
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It was a beautiful morning when we woke cold and frosty as you would think NH would be on Thanksgiving morning but roads were clear up through our White Mountains. As we reached the border area of VT where Moore Dam sits the fog stated to rise as the sun warmed the air over the lake so pretty wish I was not on a mission and could have stayed to watch it to completion as it was the most beautiful of days with friends in their kitchen and yard talking and sharing a meal while giving thanks for what we have.
I was thankful for the fact there was NO SNOW there
I will share more photos as the day go on you know me I always take too many and ADD TOO MANY to a post
Home you all had a wonderful time in the States over a nice meal with family and friends
Brrr it was so cold this morning but my other half asked me to wake him by 5:00 AM so he could head over this way. He wanted to metal detect during low tide. I know I should have gone, if for no other reason than to watch the sunrise and get a few photos to share. I was warm and toasty and looking forward to some coffee, which I would have to pass on since there are no public bathrooms open in this area at this time of the year. Silly really when you see the amounts of residents and tourists that walk our shores each and every day. Snow, rain or sleet looks the same as a warm spring day. They flock here by the droves. Rye is loved by dog owners as well as surfers. See both are allowed here.
I see where the Northwest will get snow and rains, CA too. Wy and ID will receive snow, just what they are looking forward to in Jackson Hole as their mountains are getting ready to open up their lifts. We have mountains open for snowboarding and skiing over here in the Northeast as it has been so cold they have been putting down a nice base. They say by Thursday, Thanksgiving, it will be BEAUTIFUL! At our home it will be in the 50’s, though we will share our meals where our pup JT was born, so it may be only in the 40’s there but that is still OK by me, any day I do not have to shovel my way out the door is a Good Day! Texas will enjoy temps in the 80’s oh how I wish I was in the BIG D! I really must get into this winter mindset or I will never leave the house. When JT and I went out to fill the feeders, for our feathered friends, she must have loved the icy frost on the pads of her paws as she ran to her basketball and wanted us to have a game! I was just in slippers and a nice warm robe so you know I said “Latter JT” and headed to the door! We have a huge basket of nice clean as well as warm toys just inside the door for her to play with.