April 7 – Not only are we rejoicing that we can work on the computer again, but also that it is bright and sunny, with no frost on the ground. Yesterday morning the lawn and fields were white with a heavy frost. Daffodils were hanging their heads, and our Cat took one look under the garage door, before scampering right back inside. Out on the front lawn the peony bed is full of maroon shoots that will have big red, white or pink flowers later on.
Three squirrels are devouring the “bird” food they like so much. With their cheeks bulging with sunflower seeds, they look like little old wise men. Blue jays and cardinals are everywhere, but one little bird stood out on its own. A gold finch with brilliant yellow feathers is a beautiful sight. And thinking of the wild life reminds me that we have seen about 25 turkeys in the same field about an hour before sunset for a few weeks now. Dale thinks that a farmer is putting out food for them so there will be a lot of turkeys during hunting season.
One night two deer were eating right with the turkeys. About a block down our road, we saw a beautiful fox which stayed right in the ditch as Dale slowed down to see it. We feel sorry for our friend Kenny back in Pennsylvania. When he phoned earlier this week, he announced that it was snowing there! And not just there, but through New York and on up the coast. Good thing those folks in the East are strong and able to cope!
An interesting note about some of our friends in Price Chopper. Last week we saw Sheila at the check-out and stopped to say hi, expecting to see her when we had finished our shopping. However, we found that she was not in her usual place.
Yesterday she came rushing out to ask us how we had disappeared so quickly last week. “When you never came through, I walked all around the store, up one aisle and down another and back again, but I just didn’t find you! What happened to you? Where were you?” We assured her that we hadn’t tried to miss seeing her, as we always enjoy conversations with her. She loves all of the customers, and most of them are well acquainted with her and appreciate her interest in them and their families. Her parting words were something like, “Well, if that happens again, be sure to have somebody from the desk call me so I can see you before you leave!”
We also stopped at Clyde’s house on our way home as usual. As we drove into the driveway, we saw him walking along the trail sidewalk, checking out a big blue plastic ball stuck by a tree. Ever since he and Nan have lived there, they have checked out the trees and shrubs, making sure everything looks neat and well-cared for. The beautiful red-buds are so colorful. Poor Clyde. He appreciates the beauties of nature so much, and just the other day he had the two big willows cut down in his back yard because they were no longer healthy. “I need to plant something else in that big empty space,” he said. “It just looks too bare, and I don’t like it that way.”
Just before we left he went back into the house and came back with a “whatcha-may-call-it” made by a friend. “You’re always interested in strange things,” he said to me, “so I want you have it. It’s made from many, many kinds of metal.” – CHRIS