First of all, in this article I need to verify something I wrote in my last article. My sister informed me that Kentucky was voted as the 49th most unhealthiest state to live in and not the overall worst state to live in. This is due to the allergies and other health issues.
On this note it does make sense. I do suffer from all of the reasons that were given in that survey. Allergies, asthma, sinus problems, cancer and obesity. I am blaming the latter on my chemo treatments. It is something I plan to work on as soon as I am through with chemo. I may have to wire my jaws shut to help the problem out.
With that being done, I want to focus on something we are all looking forward to in Kentucky. It is springtime. Springtime is so welcome and beautiful in Kentucky.
Over the weekend, I awakened early on Friday morning and heard the birds singing so beautifully and sounding so happy. I always try to imagine what they are saying to each other and I make up stories in my mind. The sound of one bird was “brrgetta, brrgetta, brrgetta.” The other bird would reply, “brrgeena, brrgeena, brrgeena.”
I tried to imagine a momma calling out the nest to her daughters to see where they were and if they were safe and they were letting her know they were safe. Then I imagined they were playing hide and seek and one bird was asking if they were ready and the other birds were letting the seeker know they were ready to be found. About this time other birds decided to play the game and I heard a whole chorus of birds being happy and making beautiful music. My mind became more interested in the beauty of the chirps and forgot about the game. Besides, my mind can only concentrate on one thing at a time.
I always get excited when the daffodils, crocuses and the tulips pop their heads out of the ground and I see more than one robin in my backyard. It always lets me know that spring is soon to be in full bloom in Kentucky. I am so surprised that the daffodils can survive even a snowstorm without being frozen out.
Last week before the weather turned warmer, my grandson, Hayden, and I got to build Frosty V. We were beginning to think there wasn’t going to be enough snow for our yearly snowman, but Frosty Five became a reality last week and we got our annual picture. However, by the end of the week it was warm enough that he and his cousin, Olivia, who was visiting from Louisville, got to play out for several hours. That was a welcome break for me and I didn’t have to reprimand them once, since they were having so much fun playing together.
This is not always the case. Olivia adores Hayden, but Hayden can find her annoying because she is so loud, he says, and she always wants to play Barbies while Skylanders or Legos is his idea of fun. I keep telling him times will change, and in a few years he will be wanting to meet some of her friends. Anyway, I counted this weekend a success with the weather cooperating for me. Also, Hayden was a little bit more sympathetic toward Olivia since her mom is working in New York for 30 days with the federal government and we had warned him Olivia would be missing her.
Maybe the kids were enjoying the weather as much as we were. I always notice how much more excited people seem when the first hints of spring arrive.
I did get out with my garbage bag and picked up trash in my neighborhood. I was sickened to find that I filled a huge garbage bag in one area in no time and it was all I could do to lug it back to my house to take to recycling. What I didn’t expect was my husband coming home early from work and catching me doing this. I got such a speech from him when I got home. First of all, he let me know he wasn’t mad at me but angry that someone as sick as I had been was out trying to pick up the garbage when it needed to be done by the ones who threw it out. He was so worked up that it was all I could do to keep him from making several calls. He said the more he thought about it the angrier he got. I have been forbidden to do it again. I told him I believe it is everyone’s duty to keep the neighborhood clean. What he said back was ...we won’t even go there.
I did see some cleanup on the interstate in Clark County on my way back from picking up Olivia on Friday afternoon. Every 50 feet, it looked like a bag of garbage had been picked up. We need some unmarked cars to catch the litterers.
On another note, Kentucky basketball looked improved this weekend. Let’s hope it continues throughout the conference and stays for us to watch them this spring. What an up and down year for Wildcat fans. I hope the team keeps up the tempo they put together in the last game and give us a lot to cheer about these next few weeks of basketball.
I hope whatever makes you happy with the beginning of spring you get to enjoy it. Maybe you could take a trip to some place you have never been in Kentucky. I plan to do that at least once this spring.