As I drove down our main street of our small town, past the Ohio
Wesleyan campus, I saw all the signs of Spring. The women’s track
team all had their black, red and white detailed tank tops and their
‘silky’ running shorts on. Then, not too long after I stopped at the
next red light, the men’s track team was literally ‘on their tail.’ They
were shirtless, in recognition of the 60 degree weather.
The wind was briskly whipping at the American flag in the front of
our City Hall building. I decided to keep on driving, taking the fast
route to the library. Usually, I ‘claim’ my parking space at my apart-
ment building, and walk the one city block to the library. As I parked
my car on the street, I looked over to the side of me. There was a
young couple with a puppy on a pink leash walking on the sidewalk.
When I got out of the car, I smiled and told them,
“What a cute puppy!” They stopped to tell me she was only 7 weeks
old and a mixed breed from the Delaware County Animal Shelter. It
tickled me that they wished to share her name, “Candy Kiss.” (Inside
my head, I thought maybe the young girl had had a ‘hand’ at choosing
the adorable golden ball of fluff’s name.) I told them it was a sweet name
for a friendly puppy. I also mentioned she seemed to have a lot of ‘spunk.’
They let me pet her, while I asked,
“What will you call her when you want her to come?”
They looked at each other, the guy said, “C.K.?”
The girl inquired of her boyfriend, “Candy?”
I nodded my head and said, “Time will tell. We tended to call our puppies
‘Baby,’ so often, we didn’t get their adult dog name used for months.”
It had the color of caramel candy mixed with the texture of a soft afghan
While I headed across the street and into the library parking lot, I heard
a loud, but friendly shout. I turned since I assumed when it came directly
my way, it was for me…
The two young men I had given a ride to their grandmother’s hair salon,
were now gliding along on their skate boards. I went back to the sidewalk
and gave them a big smile, while inquiring how they were? Both “Hudson”
and his pal were doing, “Super.” “Hudson” had gone into a different place
to look for work, he had been considering, “Son of Thurman’s” but instead
got hired on at Arby’s which opened just about a month ago.
The other, more quiet young man did not mention any source of employment
nor did I ask.
I told them I needed to get in and blog, since my son will be coming over
this evening to haul my 8 year old love seat out of my living room. My son
says, sight unseen, they may use it as a place to sit on the back patio or
in the garage.It has been awhile since my son has visited me, since they
are the ones who often offer me dinner or I go to pick up their children
and take them away, so the two of them get some much needed ‘alone’
The leather parts are sill so beautiful but the areas of the chair which have
a vinyl ‘substitute’ are worn out. Now that I don’t have any more toddlers to
play “slide” up and down on the furniture, I had gone with my oldest daughter
to check out prices on a new piece of furniture. I am going to not only have a
sofa (or do you call yours a ‘couch?’); I have ordered one with a ‘chaise.’
My Mom hates that television commercial where a woman says ‘chaise’
repeatedly in an elegant, but kind of haughty way. I am not even sure of
what product they are selling on this commercial?
I saw crocuses in the garden by the church and spring beauties in the wild
grass in the woods. I had seen a week ago, before the last three inches of
snow came the other night, pussy willow bush had the soft pussy buds on it.
The ducks have been quacking at an ungodly hour, while my grandson had
tried to get me up and out to feed them in the dark, I had finally told him,
“The ducks like the dark to be romantic in. We need to wait until the sun comes
Micah had not blinked or been phased by this quaint explanation. Nope, he just
came back with a shocking retort:
“Nana! Don’t you mean to say it is ‘mating season?'”
Yep, that is matter of fact, true. Thanks to a six year old, ‘know it all.’ Smiles!
The newspaper described a beautiful and intricate bird courting process. The
birding article was about what the woodcock does to ‘woo’ his lady. He soars up
high, between 100 to 300 feet into the air.
Can you imagine this?
Then, he comes straight down in a wonderful helicopter landing appearance.
I kid you not. The forest rangers in nearby metro-parks are gathering children
at a certain time of day, to see this elaborate mating dance of the woodcocks.
The park rangers and naturalists have captured this in videos, as well as still
life photographs. The males are not hard to find, since you look above your
head, into the branches of the trees, usually in a small meadow or opening in
You may wish to check if you have any close to where you live.
The bird is brown and stocky. I described him as “chubby” to my coworkers.
They are ‘cousins’ to those sandpipers you see along coast lines, but they have
He has a long slender bill and has a sweet look about him.
Or is it just a ‘glint’ in his eye?
This may be because woodcocks’ eyes are located on the side of their faces.
Just to help you locate where the nearest woodcocks may be found here is a
list of known birds and their countries:
1. Eurasian woodcocks.
2. Amami woodcocks- Japan.
3. Javan woodcocks- Sumatra and Java.
4. New Guinea woodcocks.
5. Bukidnon woodcocks- the Philippines.
6. Sulawesi woodcocks- Indonesia.
7. Moluccan woodcocks- Indonesia.
8. American woodcocks.
The fascinating detail I learned, in my quick search for facts on woodcocks, is they
may have existed over 5 million years ago, since their relatives’ fossils have been
What are some of the details you have noticed in any changes in weather or
season? I realize we are not all in Spring season nor warming temperatures.
Let us know what is going on in your nature’s scenery close to you, please.