Country Living

We travel through several small rural towns on our way to the South Carolina coast to visit our family there.  We like the back roads best but really there's not a lot of choice on this particular route.  There's something about slowing down to 35 mph that really lets you see what's going on.

Forbidden fruit creates many jams.  

That was on the sign in front of a small white church in one of those towns.  It sounds like something your old granny would tell you and, oh, so true.

On one trip, I saw a chicken literally crossing the road.  Now I know there's truth behind that old joke.  He really was heading to the other side where, I believe, his homestead was located.  What made him cross over in the first place, I guess we'll never know.

Do you ever see houses off the side of the road on long trips and wonder about the families that live there? Well, here's my favorite redneck story.

There is a nicely maintained double-wide on a nice lot along one of the highways we regularly travel.  On one trip we noticed they were clearing land behind the trailer and building a foundation.  "How nice!," I thought. "They must have finally saved enough to build a bigger home!"

On subsequent trips, we watched the building take shape.  Until, at one point, it was obvious that what they were building was a very large, two-story, three-bay garage.  So, while they're still living in the trailer, their cars, boats, four-wheelers and what-not are safely stowed in their three-car garage.