183

The 183 miles it takes to drive between our current homes in the JC and WS has finally begun to take its toll.  A month or so back the Subaru (Roo) was the first to feel it.  On my way back to WS it suddenly dropped out of cruise control and had an error message where the odometer should be.  Fortunately, the car was driveable and I managed to make it back to WS.  After an unsuccessful round of repairs in WS, I drove Roo back to her home dealership in the JC where they have had her for the last month.

 

Then, last night Flo gave me her last ounce of strength to get me within 1.3 miles of our house in JC before she gave out entirely....and when I say gave out entirely, she made it to the middle of an intersection and then stopped completely...no forward, no reverse, no neutral, no clutch, no gears....kaput.  Fortuantely, she exerted one last spasm of energy (after a couple cycles of the light and lots of horn blowing) that allowed me to coast into the gas station just 20 yards away.  Here she is on the back of the tow truck for the 1.3 mile journey home.

 The boys got to ride in Flo while she was being towed...one of the silver linings of this experience is that Gator got to feel like he drove the Jeep home and unloaded it off the back of the tow truck.

After this experience.....there is nothing short of gratitude and thankfulness in my heart.  To think of all the aweful places Flo could have given out over those 183 miles....and she got me to within 2 miles of home.....she left it all out on the road, now that's heroic.

As she sits inert in the driveway, you may be led to dispair.  However, the Subaru people (who conveniently had Roo ready for me this morning) said that it sounded like a clutch (cross your fingers) instead of a transmission....which would be sooooper awesome.  They have offered to tow her in to the dealership and work on her.  Since the service manager is one of Bob and Ann's good friends, I have to again be nothing but thankful.

Sometimes, I can feel like God has abandoned me and struggle to grasp his will.....othertimes, devine providence just walks up and smacks me in the face.

And on the bright side, I dropped some brussel sprouts, swiss chard and kale into a row (tilled by big yellow) and used a row cover to get them going.  It protects the young plants from frost (which these varieties are somewhat resistant to) and flee beatles, which love to feast on plants from the cabbage family.