Our driveway needed some added rock before the rainy season. Who am I kidding? There is no rainy season in this part of Texas but we will get more rain in the Fall than we’ve had for the past few months and in the winter, we can have slushy, icy, rainy conditions and that driveway can become a mess quickly. I’ve been gently reminding Vince that we needed more rock on the driveway and with the equipment for the internet tower in and out, it’s happening.
The internet guys will spread it when they get back later this week but at least it’s here and waiting for them. It’s so nice dealing with a business who seems to care about your property and your concerns and, after they’re finished with their job here, they will leave the place better than how they found it.
Off to get more rock. You can see that the driveway was getting a bit bare in the ruts. Vince has knocked the center down a few times with his tractor but more rock is what we were needing and just hadn’t done it.
Sometimes, when we’re looking at houses in Missouri or Arkansas, I see a nice, concrete driveway and I think . . oh, I remember the days of not having to walk on those jagged rocks and not having dust and mud on my car all the time. But, along with most of those concrete driveways comes neighbors, and barking dogs, and horns honking and stereos booming and in some places . . the red tag man! Our rock driveway and our peace and quiet doesn’t seem nearly so bad looking at it on those terms.
We had a guy out this week to do some work and he commented on how peaceful it is out here. Night before last, I had to carry some food over to the freezer in the shop and Vince helped me. It was getting close to 10 p.m. and we stood outside and looked up at all the stars. No street lights . . just millions of twinkling stars. We couldn’t hear a sound. No traffic. No dogs barking because we had walked outside.
Vince: It really is so peaceful out here.
Me: We’re never leaving this place. We talk about it but I’ll bet we never leave.
Vince: Yes, we’ll leave some day but probably in a pine box.
More like a mesquite box or a cedar box since that’s about all that grows around here. My luck . . I’ll get buried in a cedar box made from those darned cedar trees that keep my allergies fired up about half the year! 🙂