What a perfect day to snuggle in bed with a good book. The rain continued through the night with the temperature in the mid-forties. We take our time breaking camp and heading toward Memphis. It should be an easy drive .
We’re in a monochromatic world. The sky, the road, and our truck are a steel grey making the occasional colors of greens and oranges and browns really stand out against the sameness of the grey. It is interesting for us to see pine trees with short needles. We’re so use to the long leaf variety in eastern NC , the short ones surprise us. In the distance there are streams lined with sycamores. Their white trunks stand out against the darkness of the trees around them.
Dan suggested we stop for lunch since the weather was so messy. Junnie had already been back in the trailer for his break and I don’t think Dan wanted to set up the steps and get things ready for his slow stepping wife. We needed gas, anyway, and have always heard that truck stops have great food. We saw one just off I-40 and pulled in. They had a salad bar with lots of fresh lettuces, green peppers and mushrooms, cheese, eggs, bacon bits, potato salad, three pasta salads, broccoli salad and slaw and six choices of dressings. On the hot bar we had our choice of baked ham, fried pork chops, fried catfish, fried chicken strips, fried okra, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes, French fries, navy beans, ford hook limas, mixed greens with country ham, glistening green beans with lots of pieces of crisp bacon, long-time-steamed broccoli with bits of onions, brown gravy, red eye gravy and I think that’s all. At least I don’t remember any more. Oh yes, cinnamon apple slices! I did not go anywhere near the dessert table, but our waitress proudly told me they were all homemade, as was the cornbread muffins that were served with each meal. We had a hard time deciding what to eat!
About an hour out of the restaurant, we began seeing a different type of splat on the windshield and soon realized we were in a little snow shower…that began growing until the grass was turning white and the parked cars were decorated in a frosting of snow.
We are now in Jackson , TN in the middle of a winter storm watch. Who would have thought that five days into our trip we would have to stop driving because of a snowstorm.
Three Wonderland Wanderers
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