Fact or Fiction????
My day started like any other. Using an ax to chop down trees while waiting for a tow truck to come jump my battery. Multi-tasking country-style I think it is called? My baby is ten years old this year. I hope she is not going to start having issues.
The tow truck driver was not who I expected, but he did his job just as well. Jumpin’ the car did not work. My car would not start until he locked then unlocked my car doors. I always liked people who thought outside the box.
While he was here I got some great and much longed for shots of the beagle.
I never have my camera ready when he sticks his nose through the beagle proof gate. This time was different. He was so busy barkin’ at the truck that he had his nose through that gate for 20 minutes, I’d guess.
Driver’s orders for my Baby were simple: let in run for twenty minutes, take it for a ride, and if it doesn’t start again, play with your lock / unlock button.
What, take time to leisurely drive along back country roads on a beautiful day like today? With an open sunroof. Sometimes life can be so cruel. I took my little ride and ended up at the cemetery by the brook. As I drove through I noticed my Dad’s flag was ready to be replaced. I should do more here this year.
I drove by a grave where one simple thing caught my eye.
Blowing with the wind was a balloon that said Mom. Any normal person and that would have brought on the water works. Me? I became filled with gratitude. Not just regular gratitude, “wicked powerful fill me up gratitude”. Not only am I grateful I still have my Mom, I am grateful to have the best of all Moms.
My car is feeling better so I get back on track and drive to the neighboring town to pick up a prescription. As I drive to the store I am stopped briefly by a police officer. He is directing traffic at a cemetery. Funny. I didn’t think they used that one anymore.
Any who, I forgot my list so I decided to just get the necessities. Cookies and my script. It was a quick trip, but very good exercise. For my mind, body, soul, and car.
The way home was quite eventful.
And, the blue lights are behind me. “Hello Officer. Mighty fine day today.”
“That it is. Do you know why I stopped you?”
“No sir. I do not.”
“Why yes sir, it is.”
“May I ask why you have an ax on the front seat?’
“Well, Sir. I was in the yard with it when I got interrupted. I wasn’t done using it, so I didn’t want to put it away. I didn’t want it stolen, so I put it in the car.”
“No, I guess you can’t have it stolen. Thank you for your time. You may go.”
“Um, sir. May I ask? Why did you stop me?”
“I shouldn’t be telling you this, but as you drove by the funeral earlier, my dashboard computer was sent an alert. Big brother used your phone to warn us that you had an ax shaped item that could be used as a weapon in your car. Security at the store you were going to was alerted. You were watched by cameras, people, and satellite while you were there. After you picked up your prescription and cookies, we just waited here for you to drive by.”
“Why are you telling me all this?”
“Because it is going to happen to me too.”