The Traffic Tree

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. I have many duties in upholding the law. I even lay down the law when I’m laying down.

But when you’re camping full time like we are, you don’t know the routines of the ones you are policing. So you have to do a lot of watching to figure out who is breaking the law.

In site #15 here at the park, there is a very large tree. Deputy Digby has been giving up his TV bed the last few nights because he has been acting like a baby and wanting to sleep with Boy Person. So I get his spot which is prime seating right under the tree. The traffic tree.

You see, the daily commute for the locals here is a hard one. They have to navigate the traffic tree with its many limbs and branches. I see the traffic tie ups. I see the squirrels passing illegally. No blinkers. No turn signals. No laws being obeyed.

I see many accidents too. Squirrels falling, birds getting mad and pecking them. Oh, yes. The road rage is out of control.

Yes. It’s quite entertaining to me. But I also have to wonder if they like their daily commute. Are all the acorns they are looking to store up worth the travel? Do they ever wonder if they should work from home instead?

I have never understood why persons fight traffic and spend their hours getting to a place that they don’t want to be in the first place. Seems to me that if you have to be in traffic, the traffic tree is the best place to be.

The commute doesn’t last long. The other drivers just dust themselves off when they bump into each other, and they sing while they drive. Then, when they get tired of driving, the birds fly away and the squirrels go to the ground and take a break to eat.

Do they love the jobs they are going to? They say if you love what you do you will never work a day in your life. Although I’m not sure if that’s entirely true, I do know that getting to where you need to be takes work. Sometimes, if the traffic in your life is too much, you need to change direction. Sometimes, you might even need to stay where you are.

I have set up a speed trap. And now, my work begins. You see, speeding thru life isn’t acceptable either. There’s no excuse for breaking the law.

Think about your fights each day and the battles you choose. Life isn’t easy. But neither is traffic. Find your own traffic tree, make your own way and enjoy the ride.

Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Where’s Your Tortilla Chips?

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. After all of the rain last week in this Florida place, the sun finally decided to come out. 


I felt like little orphan Annie or something.  Actually, I have no idea who that is, but Girl Person said it.  She said those three days were like a “hard knock life.” I heard no knocking. I just heard rain. Thunder. Stuff dropping on the motorhome.  There was no one named Annie up in here.

It’s funny, but not really.  When things seem to go wrong sometimes, well, they really go wrong. Like why is everyone at the grocery store and buying all the tortilla chips?

I really wanted tortilla chips, but I don’t want that oregano plant that someone pushed Girl Person over to get in the produce department?  Yeah, I wasn’t there apparently, so I don’t know. But both seem like valid questions to ponder.  It’s crazy out there, y’all. 

And you have to wonder.  Is it me?  Like why is the sky blue, but then I walk outside and it starts raining?


Yeah, so you get the point.  Some days aren’t your day and you wonder if all the coincidences are adding up to the fact that it might be time for you to go back to bed, but your bed is being moved in your house that has to be moved, but only across the road.  And you get mad again cause you are all wet, you have to hide in a building by a graveyard, and you can’t get back in your house because Boy Person said we had to go to another site. Because someone reserved it already.  Maybe that has happened to you.  I doubt it though.


By the time the end of the day comes with no tortilla chips nor an oregano plant that Girl Person wondered what was so special about, and everyone is in a bad mood you sit on a couch in your RV that should have been thrown out long ago. And then you see them. Those campers come that reserved your campsite, and you decide that you just have to bark at them.  It doesn’t matter that it wasn’t their fault, all of the no tortilla chips, the oregano, the traffic, the rain, the mud, everything.  To you, it is now.  And I let them have it.  Kinda.

My barking has a way of snapping everyone back into reality.  Sometimes, days can go really wrong.  And really wrong some more. Everyone is rushing around, thinking that everything they have to do is more important than everyone else’s thing to do.  We forget that everyone else might be having a hard day too.  And even if they had nothing to do with our hard day, we take it out on them.  Maybe it’s that one more thing that throws us all over the edge. When we should be taking it out on a pancake.  Because that’s obvious.

When life gets too hard, ask yourself why.  Ask yourself who is making it hard.  Is it really that lady with an appetite for oregano who needed to make the best spaghetti? Or is it you? Were you standing in her way, not seeing that you should be polite and get that plant for her?  Is it the traffic, or are you driving too fast?  Is it the rain, or did you forget your umbrella? Can you share your umbrella? Obviously, we don’t have one.


Life is about lessons learned and growing.  Not lessons learned only about ourselves, but realizing that others may need some kindness shown to them as well.  Even if it’s hard for us to do.  Even if we don’t feel good. Even if we had a bad day. 

Even if there are no tortilla chips left.  Maybe someone really needed them.  But I may have your salsa.  Just sayin. Let’s make a deal.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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