GRSY RDG

At the end of the day, my daydreams drift to sitting in the Grassy Creek, NC general store. With all friends and family, to shoot the breeze about how much I am in love with my wife. Posted up around the wood stove, the embers warm on my toes, a day of labor done, ready to pivot on fun. Conversation and cocktails (C&C), the bargains on the shelves are too much to ignore. Cold beers in the glass door fridge are almost free. You and me, relationships evolving and transitioning. When wifey pulls up in the whip, I ride out to the sunset, along the Grassy Ridge Top. Off into the next adventure, she and I, my ride or die. Grassy Creek, NC. The rough cut, my version of rough and tumble. Country roads give me clarity and are a beacon of charity. Humble perspective, the best advice is to all get along. The heat flickering from the flames of the wood stove is a language we all need. Grab a beer from the fridge, get right with a neighbor.

Got picked up for a jaunt in the jag, up the jungle side and through the grass tops and treelines, beyond the scope of the dash cam. Off the path but still on course.

License plate: GRSY RDG, U.S.A.