March has been a total Lamb all month. We have had such nice days of spring and summer temps. and sunshine. It is rare….we nearly always get one nasty snowstorm in March but not this year!!! Hallelujah!
I drove to town to mail a birthday card to one grandson who has the good fortune to be born in the lovely springtime.
On the way home I was driving slowly and taking in the landscape. (partly due to a lot of soft spots in the gravel road).
I saw one neighbor’s shelter belt glowing with the golden-yellow of willow trees about to bud and burst into leaf. What a beautiful spring color..the golden willow branches. I know why this particular shelter belt is made up of willows….the original settler there could get willow trees free along the river bank and plant his shelterbelt for zero dollars…a great need among early settlers. This is also the case with old cottonwood tree shelterbelts..free for ther taking along the river and other small water bodies.
Both willows and cottonwoods are “dirty trees”..soft and almost spongy wood in them and the cottonwoods spread their fluff all over the countryside in early summer. I always get a bit irritated when our screens fill up with cottonwood fluff but there is nothing to be done about it since I cannot be a female Paul Bunyan and chop down all the cottonwoods in the territory. (although I would like to)
This spring has brought few loud Canadian Honker nesting area fights. I know they are there because i see them flying but they are not fighting like they normally do. It is a mystery.
It is nice not to be awakened in the middle of the night by loud goosefights.
“Peepers” are out making noise ..the frogs emerge from theior muddy winter beds and make a big racket in the daytime and especially in the evening. It has to have something to do with mating.
I have heard a very distinctively different call from all the chickadees in the neighborhood also…I have concluded it is a mating thing too.
“Come to me, my darling little Chickadee”…..oh, waIt….. that was that nasty red- nosed old comedian named Fields wasn’t it?
It better not for him to come back to life..he caused enough trouble the first time around.
The gentle green laciness of the softwood trees like willows and alders is almost upon us. I looked to the north today where groves of alders live and I can see the beginning of the green laciness I so love. I must check out the groves along Highway 10 west tomorrow. That is where I really get to drink it in just for a couple of days at the most each spring. Those kinds of trees thrive in the sandy gravel-y old shores of the ancient Lake Agassiz….just west of where we live.
SADNESS: We are going through the Valley of the Shadow with two extended family members who are dying of cancer. Both went through cancer treatments and not one of them stopped the cancer. It makes me angry to think of the money spent…. like pouring sand down a rathole…. but let’s face it..cancer treatments are a big business for clinics..even if they serve to hasten the death of the victims. It is one of my most upsetting things…..the barbarous cancer treatments instead of concentrating on true prevention. But then there is no money in prevention is there?
Yes….. I get more angry with each cancer death of people I know and love. What the cancer patients go through to try to stop their disease is awful…just awful..and usually futile.
If I were a cancer doctor I would be gravely troubled by what I was doing.
It will not be long for either much- loved person now…..I think of the song by Edvard Grieg…”Vaaren” in Norse but “Springtime in
“Yet once again I could see winter leave and springtime advancing..”
It is written for a dying person and I remember the long- ago death of a Professor’s wife in early spring. The concert choir went to their home and sang “Springtime”for her. It was beautiful and also sad and sorrowful for the dying woman.
Yesterday I was into the archives of the local newspaper searching for information about the Art Show which is coming up on its 44th year. After I finished with my note-taking I walked outside into beautiful sunshine and suddenly thought of a picnic…hot dogs with sauerkraut, beans and buns…..I had to have it, so I went to the super market up the highway and bought the needed items.
And we ate hot dogs with sauerkraut and beans for supper!!!
It was so good…it is a rare occasion when we eat hot dogs but it was really needed last night.
Now all I need is to have first gnat bite or the first woodtick!!!!
Not everything about spring is wonderful after all.