Let’s Just Bang This Bitch Out (#392)

I am standing in a grove of red cedar trees.  It is 7AM.  The sunshine streaks through the trees and turns the frost-tipped blades of grass to sparkling diamond dew.

Wolfe Woods bids me welcome.  A kingfisher calls out.  In that moment, I recall every kingfisher I have ever heard in every part of my wanderings in this country.  From the canal locks along the Lehigh River to the meandering Rio Grande and up along the redwood forested lakes.

Contemplation in such a serene setting is inevitable for me.  I think back on the past two months events that led me here, to upstate New York on this early spring morning.

Not long ago, Granddaughter Arianna and I took off on a spring break trip to the Outer Banks in North Carolina to pick up Big Charlotte, my RV.  It could have been a hellish, grueling 1000 mile round trip which we did all in two days.

She made it positively delightful!  At one point, as sole driver, with my energy running near empty, I remarked how tired I was.  Arianna, the ever-enthusiastic co-pilot said, Come on, MumMum, you can do it!  Let’s bang this bitch out!   What a great way to say we have a job to do, let’s get it done, and keep on smiling.

Back in Pennsylvania, time passed quickly while I helped my family sort through a houseful of accumulation in preparation for the sale of their house.  What goes, what gets carted along to the next place, placing ads, taking calls.  Bundling, bundling and more bundling.  The local church thrift shop benefitted immensely from the offings.

Now, here I am at a work camping job in Black Bear Campground surrounded by  wilderness, wineries and small country towns.  Hard to believe that 50 miles away is Times Square, New York City.

I get to greet visitors and welcome them to this part of the world, give out campground maps and NYC tour info, directions to nearby shops and bistros.

One guest came in for advice on a good hair salon in the nearby town of Florida, NY.  She was going to see the Letterman Show live and wanted to look her best.

Another gal stopped by to pay her bill.  I commented on her pretty gold dragonfly earrings. With an incredibly bittersweet smile,  she told me about her son T who had died and how she had searched and searched for something to remind her of him.  The earrings are her remembrance.

The things we learn just by giving a compliment…..or taking a trip…….or wandering around the country.   People live their lives best with, hopefully, a bit of grace, some humor and a whole lot of remembrance.

Ever Grateful ~




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About TinCanTraveler

Born under a wand'rin' star.... living in my Winnebago, traveling the country, explorer/adventurer, photographer, writer, chi master, massage therapist, retired teacher/counselor, work camper. Grateful for the freedom to do it all. Enjoying life's ultimate lessons of trust, respect, and grace. Inhale love; exhale gratitude.
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8 Responses to Let’s Just Bang This Bitch Out (#392)

  1. nomaggsrush says:

    Your granddaughter sounds like she’ll do well in life – PMA!!!
    It’s odd, the things we do in remembrance of loved ones. I’m sure part of the reason I enjoy my lifestyle as much as I do is because although we never discussed it, we were far to young to think about retirement, Keith would have loved what I’m doing. He could be very adventurous and spontaneous and I feel him with me every day on my travels.
    Lovely photos Annie, looks like a gorgeous tranquil place. I’m glad to see we’ve got spring and lush acid green young leaves before you 😉
    Take care. x

  2. Sher says:

    What a wonderful story. I loved every paragraph of it. You are amazing my friend. Not hard to tell who your granddaughter takes after. Wonder pictures, what a beautiful place. Miss you.

  3. Patti Kuche says:

    A single driver maybe but what a fine coach you had beside you, a dream team! Your NY photos are gorgeous Annie, sunshine and tranquillity, and so close to the city. Any chance of you making it into town . . . . ?

  4. Connie T says:

    That is a lot of driving for 2 days. Beautiful pictures.

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