REENIE'S REACH

Never a dull moment up here on the mountain. *wink, wink*

The mountain is renowned for extended patches of fog. Until I moved here, fog was one weather system I'd had very little contact with. I don't like it. Now I know why roads have little yellow reflectors. On foggy nights, it's kinda-sorta like driving by Braille. My safe return home has often been on account of these angels-of-mercy reflectors.

A friend and I planned a big trip down the mountain to shop and get new tires for my truck. On my way to rendezvous with her at the Sewanee Market (I name landmarks solely for Stacy's enjoyment), I stopped by the Sewanee Convenience Center. Now if I wasn't about to tell you that *convenience center* is a euphemism for city dump, wouldn't you have thought I was about to fill the tank with gas and get a pack of gum or something? Leave it to academia to come up with the name. What's funny is that the country folk of Monteagle, where I live, recently erected a new sign with a similar name for their dump. *sigh*

The Entrance

Reenie & Tommy
Tommy manages the Center and fixes things right between me and the Lord every week.

White Trash

REENIE'S REACH by irene bean
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