By Annette Bridges
I’ve had more than a few friends ask me how I deal with being out in the boonies, as they would describe it. That question is often immediately followed by another one, such as how do I borrow a cup of sugar. The sugar question used to be an easy one to answer. “From my mother-in-law of course,” I would say, whose house was quite literally a stone’s throw away from ours. That woman’s kitchen was always fully stocked for any possible need. I soon learned why.
When I moved to my husband’s family cattle ranch in 1981, there were many astounding inconveniences I never anticipated or could have imagined. I had seen movies where the characters had a party phone line, but I had no idea such a thing really existed. It did.
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