Let's Take a Drive

 

Our 1971 Chevy we called Mr. Green Jeans

This week we've both been sick with a bad cold, which the pharmacy claims is covid. I'm still calling it a cold. I refuse to give credit to the devil any further than we already have with this mess. But, nonetheless, we've been sick with congestion and general yuck, and so we've been taking it easy. 

I'm a few days ahead of my husband on the recovery, so I suggested we grab a burger and take it to the park, just for a change of scenery. That was fun, until the flies got interested in our lunch, so we moved on.

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One of our favorite things to do together is take leisurely drives. We've always had our back roads we like to travel; some to see the donkeys, others to see our favorite ranch land. 

For years now, there has been a certain house and acreage that we love to drive by and basically dream of the "what if's." It's nothing fancy - just a house and some land - but for some reason, it has our hearts in a strange way. Who knows? Maybe it's nothing or it might be something, but for now it's someone else's house that we really like. 

It was nice to get out today and spend some time driving around in the sunshine. We stayed gone for about an hour, but it was just enough time to give us a change. Now we're back and settling in for the rest of the afternoon, and I thought I would share a story from my book, Notes from a Writer's Heart, titled "Let's Take a Drive." I hope you enjoy.

Let’s Take a Drive

 

It's an early morning or a lazy afternoon and one of us says.....

 

"Let's take a drive."

 

We’ve been doing this for years. It’s where we have some of our best conversations.

 

There’s something about being in our old truck, taking the roads at a slower pace, that welcomes conversation undistracted.

 

It takes away the pressure of being face-to-face and allows words and thoughts to flow a little more freely between us.

 

We love the country roads; the ones where we search for the donkeys and the horses we’ve come to expect.  We reminisce about the horses we once had and how we miss them and wonder how they’re doing.

 

We pass the property of some friends and take notice of all the progress they’ve made and talk about the projects we would like to get started on at our place.

 

Sometimes we’ll stop by the ice cream shop where I’ll get my favorite and he’ll take on a malt. Then we get back in the old truck and head out for some more conversation and adventure.

 

We may find an old junk store and take a minute to walk the aisles. Most of the time we come out empty handed, but it’s all part of the charm of the day.

 

Finally, one of us will say it’s time to head home and we’ll start going in that direction, only to find ourselves drawn to the winding road off the beaten path.

 

It lends us a little more time and a little more talk, though by this time we’re both comfortable with the quiet of the ride, as we take in the sights of the country road.

 

A little while later we see our home in the distance and we arrive with full hearts.

 

It feels like we’ve been gone just long enough, but the truth is, both of us are anticipating the next time someone says......."Let's take a drive!”  Hoping it will be soon.

 

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I hope you've enjoyed this short story.

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Notes from a Writer's Heart.

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Until Next Time...

Blessings!