~Back Roads~

Was a nice spring day today, I sat for a while and just looked out

the window and noticed quite a few people walking, a couple

kids were on their bikes.. I saw a house down the road and there

was someone already cutting their grass. In their driveway was a

huge RV, the door was open and I watched a woman as she went

in and out looking as though she was cleaning and airing it out.

Probly getting it ready for a nice trip on the road. It was a big one.
Those big vehicles are so nice. I could see me travelling in one of

those for the rest of my days.. a different town anytime a mood

strikes to move on.. The backroads are the most scenic and where

ALL the life is. That's where you see everything..

When David and I lived in the Upper Penninsula it was a great

place to enjoy the out of doors.. David and I moved back there

from Buffalo, NY after my dad died, to be company for my mom.

She was very lost since he died..usually every sunday afternoon

the 3 of us would go for a ride, sometimes to Eagle River or we

would go to Iron Mountain, 46 miles away to go to McDonalds,

it was the closest one. Sometimes we just cruised the back roads

to spot some wild animals..lots of times we saw deer of course

and occasionaly we would see a bear.

While we were still in Buffalo I had tried to describe the area to

David..knowin he was an outdoors person that he would love it

up there. Of course there is NO description that could do it

justice as far as beauty. When we arrived there it was late at

night and dark, David couldnt see the area at all..The next

morning he got up, looked out the window at all the hills and

woods and trees, he turned and looked at me, smiled as big

as he could and his words were "I think I died and went to

Heaven" from that second on he kept his fishing rod in the

gun rack in the back window of his truck...he was armed ..

and many times on his way home from work he would stop

by the river and fish...

I showed David around and took him to places that I know

were my dads best favorite fishing spots. One Sunday early

in the morning we decided to go fishing.. I drove as I knew

where I wanted to take him to fish.. I decided to take him

up into a place called Gibbs City, even though there was

not the first inkling of a town ever being there. However

through this part of the forrest, runs the paint river which is

one of the BEST fishing rivers in the UP. I took him to alot

of spots and every place we stopped David caught fish

after fish.. I think his statement on the way home was

"I NEVER want to leave here" We did, and now I am here

and the last I heard David was in Mexico. I bet he misses

that place up there..He got his first deer, well buck up in

the UP I bet he still has the horns.. It is a beautiful place to

live. I could handle living up there again If I could live on

one of the zillion lakes up there, or even the Great Paint
River...:-)

The area here is nice, has a lot of lakes but farm land as

well and orchards. And we arent that far from Lake MI .

and there is a casino over there that I always threaten

to go to.. I sure would love to go there and WIN..I dont

wanna go if I cant win :-) be good if it was guaranteed

before you go.. Speaking of going, I am going to go

and fix my dinner and my boy is not feeling real good to

day, hes got the pukies..and I know its just some of the

food he eats so fast..Hes feeling puny and is in my lap,

its hard to type when you have a big cat laying on your

arms.. :-)

Anyway, I writ my 2 cents for today, plus I cant think of

anything more to write about.. Tomorrow I will dig out some

old photos and see what memories they stir up.. So its

Time for my famous GORGEOUS WEEBLE words..

"Nitey Nite" ...

Y'all have a good one now, Y'hear? love ya..and thanks !!!

Always, Lois ****

God Bless you is my prayer today,

I'm so honored to call you "friend";

I pray the Lord will keep you safe

until I write again..