Sunday morning we arrived in Nashville just in time to see the sun rise and enjoy the view of Music City bathed in shades of pink light.
That building on the right is locally known as the "batman building."
Our destination was about 30 miles east of Nashville, in Lebanon, TN. But without another load on the book yet, there was no great rush to get emptied out. So instead of rushing right over to our delivery, we stopped at a truck stop near by, and met some very special people.
Mom and Dad drove up from Chattanooga, stopping in Murfreesboro to pick up my sister, and met us in Lebanon to spend the day with us. We had Sunday lunch at Cracker Barrel. And then Dad and Malcolm dropped us girls off at the local outlet mall while they went and puttered around the hardware store and explored an antique store.
Just before time for them to hit the road home, we drove into downtown Lebanon, just to see what was there.
Turns out its another adorable little southern town with a square full of antique shops and some Civil War history.
Unfortunately, most of the antique shops were closed for the day, but we did take time to check out this cabin that sits on one corner of the square...
...and take a peak inside through the iron gate across its entrance.
There is a general adoration of cabins and all things old in the family. It must be in our blood.
Afterwards, Mom and Dad headed back to Chattanooga and Meagan needed to get back to Murfreesboro for a Super Bowl celebration.
Malcolm and I relaxed a few more minutes in the truck, and then went to deliver our load.
Monday morning found us still in the Nashville area with no load and no where to go. We camped out and watched the rain turn over to big fat snow flakes that left the ground and our hood all white. The temperature fell to below freezing, but the road was warm enough that it dried before becoming icy.
We didn't get a load till Tuesday morning, and that's what we're on our way with now. We had to drive a little over 400 miles to western Arkansas to get a load of feather meal, which we're taking to Utah.
From there the plan is to get another load in Ogden, UT and take that to a little town in Montana near the Little Bighorn. And from there we will just drive home, about an hour away from the delivery. Yep, its time for another break and we're looking forward to it with much anticipation. But that's still days away. So for now, these tires will keep on rollin'.
We call Tennessee our home but we truck all over. Most days it's just me, my husband, our three Chinese Cresteds and the open roads. In between our road trips, it's home to our farm and our horses, cooking and quilting, and always some adventure going on. And one of our greatest pleasures is getting to share the fun with all of you!
"I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances." - Martha Washington