3-12-11...DIGGING WORMS
Sitting here every morning and watching the sun rise over the barn never ceases to amaze me. The sky is red this morning and it's going to rain. The rise doesn't take long but that time between the dark of night and the light of day is the most peaceful time of the day or night. I don't like to miss that special time. It's my time. I love the feeling.
It is still winter but soon there will be green grass and buds showing up and the early sunshine will shine down and warm the earth so it can grow. Already trees are budding out. I saw a bunch of Robins in my yard this morning looking for worms. They will stand very still with their head cocked to the side for a few seconds then quick as a cat they sink their bill in to the ground and come back with a worm. I used to think they were looking for a worm but my Grandpa told me once that they were listening for it. Whatever they are doing they are experts at catching worms.
Brenda and I were digging for worms to go fishing one day and not getting even one. I happened to notice a bunch of Robins digging up one after another. HMMM! “Hey Brenda why don't we grab the worms that Robin is catching”?. Why Not Indeed!? Of course Brenda agreed and the race was on. We tried to sneak up on the Robins and got close but that Robin got his worm and flew up in a tree. “Brenda give me a boost and I'll climb this tree and get his worm”. Good Grief how stupid can you get.
That wasn't working so we decided we could dig deeper in the pig pen where it was wet. We climbed over the fence and started digging up gobs of worms. We were so occupied that one of the baby piglets came right up to us. I think it must have touched Brenda's arm and she came un-glued. She was back over the fence in a hurry leaving me to face the Old Sow who it seemed was mad at me for being close to it's baby. By Golly now the race was 'Really' on! The pen was long and narrow so I started side ways and grabbed the fence to go over. That old sow was right at my backside snorting and bumping my behind with it's nose. I still don't know how this happened but instead of going over the fence, I went THROUGH the fence. Yep Sure Did!! Brenda was already through the yard gate and safely on the other side. She was yelling “Run Clydene Run”. Heck I didn't need to be told that. I hollered back, “Brenda get that gate open cause I'm coming through”.
The sow was out but Auntie ran her back in which wasn't hard because her babies were in there. Brenda wouldn't come out of the yard so I helped Auntie fix the fence enough so it would hold until Brenda's Daddy got home. We were never even questioned. Auntie thought the sow had got out on her own. At the time we figured What they don't know wont hurt them. It was several years later that we told them our tale. I think they had a hard time believing that I went through the fence. Tee Hee
Saturday, March 12, 2011
THE YOUNG GIRL IN ME
3-10-11...THE YOUNG GIRL IN ME
Sometimes I look in a mirror and think, Who in the world is that ol' wrinkled up prune? Where the heck did that smooth faced, black haired, skinny little girl go. In my heart I'm still that girl growing up. “Hey I'm still here”, I want to shout at that dad' burned mirror. Stop lying to me, come on now, that aint me. It don't have to be me that I see there in the mirror. I can be that girl again anytime I want to if I keep her alive. Sure nuff can. So there you ol' mirror. I don't have to listen to you. NOPE! That girl was lively, no aches and pains, no worries either. Well by golly I'm 66 and I've earned the right to be a girl again. Oh yes, I see the little smiles on younger ones faces when I make a blunder or say something' stupid, or forget their name, Again! What the heck do they know. They wouldn't know where to start to live my life. Nope! You couldn't begin to walk in my shoes. I remember one cold night when no matter what I did I couldn't get warm. Mama had put a hot water bottle at my feet but the rest of me was cold. She wrapped it in a towel because it had boiling water inside and was too hot not wrapped. Well I decided to unwrap the dad burned thing and snuggle with it. My little brother was in the bed too. None of us slept by ourselves. It was warmer to have two in the bed. Sometimes we all slept in the floor in the front room in front of the little heater. This night I crawled under the covers and got the wrapped hot water bottle. I lifted it up and proceeded to unwrap it. Heck fire that sucker was hot. I couldn't snuggle with that thing. I pushed it over between my brother and me. Sometime later I moved and flopped right down on that bottle. Let me tell you I flopped up a bunch quicker than I flopped down! OWWW! As I jumped I hit my head on the head board and Owww! again. My little Brother (two at the time) came awake screechin' and hitin'. Mama and Daddy came on the scene and restored order but I had a bump on my head, scratches on my arm, and a burn on my fanny. Then there were the mornings in that ol' toilet in the field. Cold mornings it almost hurt to sit down on that darn hole, but summer mornings you were liable to get a red wasp on your butt which brought you up screaming and fightin' . Same ol' problems having' to wait. Four in the family and whoever else might be there. A one seater toilet never was enough. Like one bathroom today but at least y'all are inside. Things were hard back then but I was that young girl and didn't notice. I still have that girl here inside me. As I get older I dig her out more often. She will never go away. When she is here I have my Family here too. Mama, Daddy, Granny and Grandpa, My little Brother, Brenda and I skipping along those ol' dirt roads and experiencing the most awesome time of our lives. I don't want to ever lose that girl. She is what made the woman I am now. As long as she is here I don't have to worry about looking in that lying mirror. Nope! I know that girl, and I cherish her life. And I not going to let her escape me. NOPE!!!
Sometimes I look in a mirror and think, Who in the world is that ol' wrinkled up prune? Where the heck did that smooth faced, black haired, skinny little girl go. In my heart I'm still that girl growing up. “Hey I'm still here”, I want to shout at that dad' burned mirror. Stop lying to me, come on now, that aint me. It don't have to be me that I see there in the mirror. I can be that girl again anytime I want to if I keep her alive. Sure nuff can. So there you ol' mirror. I don't have to listen to you. NOPE! That girl was lively, no aches and pains, no worries either. Well by golly I'm 66 and I've earned the right to be a girl again. Oh yes, I see the little smiles on younger ones faces when I make a blunder or say something' stupid, or forget their name, Again! What the heck do they know. They wouldn't know where to start to live my life. Nope! You couldn't begin to walk in my shoes. I remember one cold night when no matter what I did I couldn't get warm. Mama had put a hot water bottle at my feet but the rest of me was cold. She wrapped it in a towel because it had boiling water inside and was too hot not wrapped. Well I decided to unwrap the dad burned thing and snuggle with it. My little brother was in the bed too. None of us slept by ourselves. It was warmer to have two in the bed. Sometimes we all slept in the floor in the front room in front of the little heater. This night I crawled under the covers and got the wrapped hot water bottle. I lifted it up and proceeded to unwrap it. Heck fire that sucker was hot. I couldn't snuggle with that thing. I pushed it over between my brother and me. Sometime later I moved and flopped right down on that bottle. Let me tell you I flopped up a bunch quicker than I flopped down! OWWW! As I jumped I hit my head on the head board and Owww! again. My little Brother (two at the time) came awake screechin' and hitin'. Mama and Daddy came on the scene and restored order but I had a bump on my head, scratches on my arm, and a burn on my fanny. Then there were the mornings in that ol' toilet in the field. Cold mornings it almost hurt to sit down on that darn hole, but summer mornings you were liable to get a red wasp on your butt which brought you up screaming and fightin' . Same ol' problems having' to wait. Four in the family and whoever else might be there. A one seater toilet never was enough. Like one bathroom today but at least y'all are inside. Things were hard back then but I was that young girl and didn't notice. I still have that girl here inside me. As I get older I dig her out more often. She will never go away. When she is here I have my Family here too. Mama, Daddy, Granny and Grandpa, My little Brother, Brenda and I skipping along those ol' dirt roads and experiencing the most awesome time of our lives. I don't want to ever lose that girl. She is what made the woman I am now. As long as she is here I don't have to worry about looking in that lying mirror. Nope! I know that girl, and I cherish her life. And I not going to let her escape me. NOPE!!!
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