A freshly cut bouquet of lilacs rests in a crystal clear Fostoria etched coin glass vase in the center of a crisp white cloth on my kitchen table. This Sunday morning I went outside to service the chicks in my brooder. I stopped and turned around near the end of my path to marvel at the picturesque panoramic view behind me and drank in the beauty of the many colorful blooms that cover the assortment of trees and shrubs in our yard. I included the little blue house at the end of the road in my scope of vision.
After working almost everyday of last week toward the upkeep of my outdoor space, what I saw made me smile!
Patches of my mother's favorite of all wildflowers; sizable purple violets added a special touch to this spacious country landscape of many shades of green, planned and unplanned.
Birds are now in residence in the birdhouses that our daughter Lori Ann built and painted, artistically.
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of what they have and know who to thank at the end of the day.
However, on this day, I couldn't wait!
There is trouble in "Birdsville!" A couple of weeks back I told you about my newly adopted finch: Celebrities, Hillary and Barack and their cage mates, a Zebra pair, Paul Baby and "Yet To Be Named." Everything was fine when they first moved in; Hillary and Barack set up housekeeping, the natural thing to do, but as life would have it, they became bored.
All four birds were great pals until last night when young Paul Baby decided old Hillary had the right stuff to rock his world. A fight broke out and Paul Baby ended up outside the nest looking in. Barack and Hillary debated on the matter at hand. Then, after they smoothed out their ruffled feathers, the mated pair invited "Yet To Be Named" into their cotton filled love nest, another bold move that didn't fly!
I could see Paul Baby was headed toward the big birdhouse, so I stepped in. He and little Ms. Innocent now have a cage of their own, at least until Paul Baby can straighten up, make do and fly right.
I hear they invite "dirty birds" to the Maury Povich show. Perhaps soon a DNA test will be needed. Funny I knew it could be coming to that.
I have begun planting my garden carefully and cautiously. I think it is still too early to place delicate plants at risk.
After this week, I plan to move ahead, full throttle. We have spent a lot of money on vegetables and fruit this past winter, especially, gourmet tomatoes and peppers. Often the quantity available to the consumer has been limited and the quality has been below expectations. The prices continue to escalate. Still, we must eat!
Happy well-tended and carefully planned gardens have thrived at the Lynch homestead for over sixty-eight years and one or two will emerge from the rich earth again this season, with God's help. In this time of confusion and uncertainty, that's a good thing, don't you think?
Paul and I enjoy working the soil and partaking of the fruits of our labors on land that is now known as Sartor Country or Briar Hill if you will. Could beour old fashioned way of doing almost everything isn't such a bad idea after all.
People like us will survive this economic slump, if only just by the skin of our teeth; we can ride it out! I'm not trying to put a feather in a cap. That's a fact!
Philippians 4:13 -- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Our grandson, Michael Risk of Brownsburg manages a new Sherwin- Williams store south of Crawfordsville. April 23, 2008, "The Paper" of Montgomery County Online published a feature story, written by Bob Cox and it was about our Michael. Grandma invites you to check it out.
Michael Risk is the son of Starla McHugh of Phoenix and William Risk of Brownsburg. His paternal grandparents are Jim and Rosemary Risk of Valparaiso and formerly of Brazil.
Don't eat mushrooms that you can't identify. And about those that are safe to eat--don't over indulge! Take it from me! Richness isn't always a good thing.
I send my condolence to the family of Bernard Bussing. Bernard's parents were longtime friends of the Lynch family.
I can be reached at 446-4852 or drop me a line to 613 North Elm Street, Brazil, 47834 or by e-mail at aol.com.