nowhere

So we have been living in the middle of nowhere for about a month now. Nowhere is located in the west desert of utah about 12 miles of dirt road  from the 3 horse and 1 stop light town of Delta. Now I have always considered myself somewhat of a redneck but living in nowhere has brought a whole new meaning to the word. How redneck are we you ask? Well when we needed to clear the land for planting and seeding we tied a pallet the back of the truck and me, the kids, the grandkids, and the dogs all piled on and pa drove around the property in circles for an hour or so until there was enough clear land around the house to plant some grass and a garden. We are still waiting for the dirt, dust and exhaust to clear from our lungs so we can clear a spot for the chicken coop. The clothesline consists of some pipes supported by 2 ladders, the strawberry plants are hanging in pots from sagebrush to keep the field mice from eating them. We had to go out to the mountains and collect a truck full of rocks to make a drive way so we dont lose the the car when it rains and the dirst turns to quicksand, therefore eliminating the need to buy a boat or dress completely in rubber with a snorkel to get to the road during stormy weather. We have even dug in the ditches for food.....hey its free and fresh asparagus is pretty darn tasty. The high light of the week is hauling the trash 3 miles down the road to the dump..which consists of 1 dumpster for the whole area due to the fact that most people burn their garbage..why either because they can or.probably to keep warm or fuel the bbq. But anything that doesnt burn goes to the dump and most people use their horse or tractor to haul their garbage but since we dont have either or just yest (still working on becoming 100% redneck) we are stuck using the truck. People in nowhere will throw away valuables such as pressure cookers, copper tubing, watering troughs, and small children but hang on to beer cans for years. I have collected almost everything i need to make a whiskey still...if anybody has empty jars I am looking for some.
 Even the dogs are turning into rednecks chasing birds, diggin up rabbits, chewing on sticks, playing with beer cans and jumping in to the local hot springs for a bath.....pretty much all the same things we do.
 All in all living in  nowhere isnt half bad and the people are nice. Everybody waves and smiles and is willing to lend a helping hand.  And only in nowhere do the towns people meet regularly to grill any kind of meat, wrestle bulls, and smash up cars and in their spare time they shoot whatever moves or doesnt and drink beer.
 I'd say we fit in pretty well and even though this isnt the city and there is only 1 restaurant, no bars, no family fun centers and no beer sold on sundays you can still have a pretty darn good time. Don't believe me......c'mon down company is always welcome and we'll have a hay day....literally