We are definitely roughing it, hard core camping (with our beds).
Yesterday we had to return the Budget truck. Small Farm Girl's Husband came out the night before to fill in a wash area in our drive. When we had arrived, we tried to take the wash slowly, I swear I thought the moving truck was going to flip! He smoothed it out a bit, making it much easier to get that truck over it.
I took the lead in my pickup and we started up our driveway. For those of you new (welcome) our driveway is at a 30 degree grade for the first 100 ft. One side has a natural drainage ditch and an upward bound hill. The other side has a 75 ft drop, but there is trees to catch you if you slide off. Well, the grass was wet, the moving truck has a governor, and it was just barely skinny enough to make it down the drive. Upwards wasn't as easy. The edge of the ditch mushroomed and the truck was stuck. I had to back down the driveway. It was a bit tense for me as I have never done that before. It's not a straight shot either, it's curvy. So down I went, husband riding in the bed.
Husband got the chain and hooked the two trucks together. Off we went, sort of. I did mention wet grass? There was a couple of times I was sliding sideways. My butt toward the drop! This was getting scary fast. It took twenty minutes, but I managed to get them to the top.
The man at the budget return place told us where to get some breakfast, and Small Farm Girl was sitting in there. That was not planned. Such a large area with so many restaurants, and there she was. She told me she psychic one, I thought she was joking. It's been great though. I adore having her as a neighbor. I digress. Breakfast was really good. Our Bear in the woods is still with us until later tonight. He made a friend from the club next door. Looks like we have a place to go hang out to listen to live music now.
After breakfast we went to the open air flea market. As I mentioned I managed to get 12 blue Ball quart jars for $2 a piece. I also got a case of nectarines, some onions and a butternut squash. The man with the jars says he will bring some more for me next week. I also picked up an antique singer for $4, yes it works, a new chainsaw for half the price you see it in stores and a slide projector. My mom still has mine, and it was a good deal.
Then home again. After a day of unloading a 24' truck, we were due the rest. Even though it has been busy, it's still relaxing. Bear bought a watermelon, and husband and I sat with our bare feet in the creek, eating the watermelon. It was sugary, and the juices running down our chins and hands. The minnows nibbling at our toes. I wish I has a camera as Husband and Betty (black lab mix) walked up the creek. Husband's jeans rolled up like Tom Sawyer.
Did I mention I love it here?