Saturday, October 21, 2017

Little Signs

Himbeere has been working for a commercial farm here in the area for the last while.  There are two times of year when he gets really busy and works long hours.  He drives the fuel truck that goes around to all the fields where the tractors, harvesters, and other equipment are so they can get refueled without having to drive along ways to a gas station. 
We got to see his chariot the other night when he decided he was cold and asked us to bring his jacket out to him.  Finding the field he was in was a little challenging, but he was easy to spot in the field once we got there.

Anyway, because he prefers to work second shift, and because its harvest time right now so all the equipment is running day and night, he's putting in some long hours.  It gets like that during the planting weeks and again during harvest.  We also work, but first shift.  So when he comes home we're asleep and when he gets up and goes in to work we're already at work.  We don't see him much.
But as we get up in the morning and get ready for work we can tell he's home because of the little signs he leaves around the house. A coat hung on a chair (two steps from the closet where it belongs).
His boots just inside the front door.  That ones actually not so bad because the treads hold onto the dirt he walks in out in the fields so if he wore the boots into the house it would leave dirt all over the place.  But by the front door?
He is conscious of our desire to recycle but still finds it difficult to get his recyclables all the way into the bin where we collect them.  So we find stuff on the stove, which is about five steps from the bin.
But the best "tell" of all is his truck parked in the driveway.  Its a pretty sure bet if his truck is there he's home.  But you have to go outside to see that one.  Ah, well.  He's getting better at picking up after himself.  And it is nice to be able to know when he's home and safe.

1 comment:

misskate said...

Ah... living with a loved one. Always little signs :)