Monday, August 10, 2015


Scott knows there is nothing I like better than a country drive on a Sunday afternoon, so he invited me to ride along when he and his brother were hauling used tires to Kelvington to be collected for recycling.

I stuffed my camera, cellphone and a book into a bag and hopped into the truck with Scott. He had the back of his half-ton loaded up, plus a trailer behind.

We waited at a corner for his brother Bruce, who was also hauling a trailer full, and followed him.

The boys unloaded tires and placed them in the correct "lines" while I entertained myself by texting a few friends and taking pictures rather than getting dirty. Besides, I hadn't taken any gloves along.

 I'd just opened my book (A BEAUTY, by Connie Gault) to start reading when Scott got into the truck and away we went home again.

Check out today's TAROT DRAW.


  1. I really enjoyed this entry Kate. These are the best kind of good times to be had from my point of view.

    1. A drive is among my favourite ways to spend an hour, but I don't do it as "a matter of course" because driving pollutes. I do it as a treat.

  2. polluting the earth is your idea of a treat! You Westerners are tough!

    1. Ha! That's one way to read it, all right.


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