TruckAbout Reia: I have not blogged for how long? Dang nab it!

Good freaking hot Thursday afternoon from the Pilot truck stop at the corner of 395 and 58 just a few hours from Los Angeles. It is currently 123 degrees just outside of the truck, mixture of running engines and the 100 degree heat. Shhhhh, California is a NO IDLE state and you bet; I am idling! I should be at my client’s but due to bad planning by the planners, I am only 2 hours away and can’t drop until tomorrow morning. I will be sitting here from 2 PM today until 5 AM tomorrow……augh!

Not much has happened since I blogged last. I got the truck fixed (they only did half of the work) and was back on the road on Tuesday. I picked up a load of paper in Lewiston, Idaho to drop with the client tomorrow morning in City of Industry. Good news, I have excellent internet service so I won’t be too bored and my favorite ;) stores are in walking distance. I would love to clean the truck out but I have to kick Gonja out to do so and that just wouldn’t be right. So we will enjoy this little down time until the weather is on Gonja’s side.

I did a “in the street” interview, kind of. We stopped in Bishop, California, for a short walk and breakfast. I stopped to take pictures of the bees and sunflowers when a woman in a straw hat and white coveralls asked me if it was the flowers or the girls I was taking pictures of, I stated both. She smiled and was pleased with the answer as these bees and these flowers are hers.

She introduced herself as Sasy and she had been on this little bit of land for ten years. She decided that when she turned 65, it was time to place roots and she has been in this hole in the wall place every since. She has short cropped white hair that curls around the nape of her neck and her ears. Her eyes are a mixture of sky blue and Indian silver with cheekbones speckled in auburn freckles. She spoke of her bees, her first colony, with great pride. It takes time and practice with lots of observation before you can officially be a bee keeper.

But, her story didn’t end there! She spoke of traveling abroad with her father when she was a young girl among civil wars and evil politics. There is a famous man (she never mentioned names) that lives in this dust bowl who wants her story and leaves dead chickens in her yard for her being too chicken to talking to anyone. She went on to mention that we live in different realities and at that point, I realized she might be a few bricks short of a full chimney ;) We do create our own reality and what she created, was her lovely little world with her lovely little bees and sunflowers.

Well, my dear virtual truckers, I have lived in my lil queendom for quite some time; so I can relate! Off to catch up on the web and relax……….see you all in the morning!