Flat tires make me humble. I'm pretty lucky we do live on a paved road and I don't have to deal with as many flat tires as some rural folk. But I do travel quite a few gravel roads while driving to the pastures to check cattle.
Today as I drive from pasture to pasture with my buddy Roo the cowdog along, I'm having great luck! The cattle look great, the weather is beautiful and I'm gettin lots accomplished (a true measure of a successful day in my husband's eyes) when I notice one tire is low. Oh gosh. By the time I get to the pasture gate it is too low to drive on the road without ruining it.
So I call one of my boys and ask if he can bring me an air bubble to put some air in the tire so we could make it home to fix the tire. He just made a sandwich and will come as soon as he can. But Roo and I sit and wait. And wait. And wait. So I blog...,,