November 6, 7, and 8

Cerwin needed to do some maintenance on the Greensboro, North Carolina, chapel, but we had trouble finding three days in a row when nothing else was going on.

Finally we decided to leave after taking Josh and Allie out to lunch on the 6th (see last nights post) and travel to a motel about an hour and a half away from the chapel.

By sunset we were enjoying the hills of Virginia.

Time for a motel.

This was the scene from the window of our motel room the next morning.

We heard on the news that there would be some local fog. We didn’t see any until we got to a valley that included a river.

Because of the hills, there were several runaway truck ramps on the down side – just in case a truck has brake problems.

Cerwin spent several hours working on the chapel – checking that the vents were clear and clean, installing a new air conditioner in the living quarters, and painting the roof.

I did some reading, got some delicious sweet tea (I love southern sweet tea.), then walked the truck lot – looking for colorful truck shots and praying for the drivers.

He saw me taking pictures and invited me to take his picture with their new puppy. His wife was working in the bunk area. When he asked what I was doing, I told him I was looking for good truck pictures and praying for the drivers.

Back at the chapel, Cerwin was still painting the roof. White paint on the roof helps reduce the wear and tear of the air conditioners.

Then we were back on the road – heading north. I thought this mountain looked like a sleeping, snoring giant.

I love to notice unusual loads on trucks.

I thought it was interesting that this old barn had a pretty red roof.

We stayed at the same motel as the night before.

We walked to an interesting restaurant in the same parking lot. I ordered an appetizer of fried green tomatoes.

They made me want to watch the movie “Fried Green Tomatoes” again. 🙂

In the morning we continued our northward journey. Because the Virginia hills are always spotted with cattle, I am often reminded of the Bible verse in Psalm 50: For all the animals of field and forest are mine! The cattle on a thousand hills! And all the birds upon the mountains! (TLB)

We came upon a traffic jam – behind an early morning accident that was being cleaned from the road. We learned that it was a lumber truck that rolled over and caught fire.

There is a certain beauty in bare trees when the lighting is just right.

We crept slowly north for about half an hour.

Then we were moving again.

I think we must have been near an army base.

The crew was doing a flyover of some sort, because they were quite low. Maybe the pilot was in training or landing nearby.

The sight of Three Mile Island along the Susquehanna River is always a sign that we are almost home.

Home again – to new corn fodder bales in the field below us.