A Ship Cannot Rely On One Anchor

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. One day you may wake up and wonder what you can do with your day. It may seem like any other day, but no day is any other day. And that day for me was yesterday. I realized that this was the only day I would have this particular day. And on this particular day, Digby and I felt like taking a drive.

I didn’t feel like going far, but a ride seemed nice. And the persons thought that maybe we should take a drive to a place not far from where we are camped called Fernandina Beach, Florida.

I like it there. Yes, I’ve been there before. But some places are worth visiting more than once.


It was a cloudy day, but the sunshiney was in my heart because all of a sudden I remembered that my brother was still with us. And I remembered that we still had many more things to do together. And it was going to be a good day.


But truth he told, lately I have felt a little pressure to hold it all together. I like being in charge. But with Digby ill, I had to be even stronger. I had to be the anchor.


No one put this pressure on me but myself. Maybe you have done that too. And we all do what we have to do.  And we throw out our anchor. We try to stay grounded.  And yet, did you know, that like a ship, you can’t rely on just one anchor?

You can’t depend on just yourself.  Some days you have to give yourself a break and pat yourself on the back for holding it together during tough times. Sometimes, you need to just be where you want to be! And Fernandina Beach, Florida was where I wanted to be.

We walked and gazed out at the boats. And we looked for manatees.


We had no plans. We just enjoyed the day. And our anchors, well, they worked. We forgot all about the past weeks with illnesses, tick bites, headaches and temperamental computers. None of that mattered yesterday.  All was right again. And it was a very good day…this day.


Life has a way of knocking you down and trying to make your boat sink.  We can’t be prepared for everything that will come our way.  But when you are anchored in love with the ones around you after a storm, you sure do realize that the little things you worried about before matter none in the long run. Love run deeps…deeper than any ocean.

We think we will stay around here for a bit while Digby recovers.  What will come next?  Tomorrow.  And that is good enough for me for now.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Lost In Space

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Have you ever been so distracted that you don’t notice the little things in your day?


Have you ever been so distracted that you don’t notice the big things in your day…like perhaps a rocket launching in your backyard?

Yeah, so apparently that was us yesterday.  Here we were, in this Florida place.  And we were so caught up in trying to find a house without wheels to live in that we missed it. In fact, we pretty much didn’t even know about it.  Self absorbed?  Perhaps.  But I mean, look at me.  How could I not be?

Some people call me the space cowboy yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
‘Cause I speak of the pompitous of love


You might think that we would have been disappointed to miss such an expensive, monstrous launch of a rocket that people came from all over the world to see.  But alas, we were lost in our space of trying to figure things out around here.  Rocket? Who needs a rocket when we are trying to find sticks and bricks to live in? Unless that rocket was going to take us to another planet with nothing but rescue animals and nice people taking care of them, it was not helping us. We were also lost in the trauma of trying to pry a half eaten bbq rib out of Digby’s mouth. But that’s a story for another day.  Another space in time.

As the persons took their borrowed car back from last weekend’s trip to Gandma and Gandpa’s house, and got groceries and wine and talked to people about houses for sale and not for sale, they forgot about the rocket. And when they got back to camp, well, it was over.  They had missed it.  All because the ordinary things of life distracted them.  But then I thought about it.  I always think about it.  That is what I do, you know. If I didn’t I am sure you would be disappointed.

People talk about me baby
Say I’m doin’ you wrong, doin’ you wrong
Well don’t you worry baby, don’t worry
‘Cause I’m right here at home

How many times would a rocket like this launch?  Who knows.  But how fast it was over! And it is like that in life.  We may think that the ordinary things in our day aren’t special. But let me tell you.  Being able to have ordinary days in life are the most special.  They don’t call me the space cowboy for nothing you know.  Actually, I don’t know who “they” are.  But I am a space cowboy today.  Because in my opinion, well, the space around us and our loved ones and what we fill it with are far more important than even a rocket.  I don’t need to be launched into space or see a metal object launched into space to appreciate what I have on the ground and in the space around me.

And although I arrested Deputy Digby for the bbq rib incident, I did not arrest the persons for the rocket incident. Because truth be told, at this point, if they could turn a rocket into a house, they might do that. They don’t need any more ideas. They are looking at every option now.  Old houses.  Land.  And even making a house out of containers or tiny houses.  And if they would have saw the rocket, they might have made an offer on that too.  And my patience is wearing thin.

We do feel lost in space right now.  But we know that we will find our way.  Just obviously not on a rocket.  We were a bit late. For now a house on wheels with sunshiney and the ocean to walk to ain’t that bad.


You might feel that your days, and maybe even your life have been too “ordinary”.  Maybe you feel like you missed out on something when you had to work, or live the everyday things of everyday.  But how many people go thru things that would make them wish for your ordinary days?  They aren’t so ordinary now…are they?  They are pretty special.

Although this may not be the Adventure Of A Lifetime to some, it continues for us.  Because even the ordinary days of life, and the ordinary decisions that come with it are special too.  Each step leads us to another adventure that may even be more exciting than the last. And you don’t need a rocket for that. We will just see where being lost in space takes us.

‘Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
Playin’ my music in the sun

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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