Some don’t know how to consider others
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Rosie’s Ramblings
Rosie Morgan
Wow, and I thought our freezing days had past and things would gradually warm into an early spring and some comfy porch sitting. Well, at least we live in the south where we don’t have day after day of frozen snow as they do up north, and we can enjoy our super Southern sunshine. Think of all the equipment necessary to take care of clearing the snow in order to get out of your house and a place to store it all after the season; unless you are able to pay a company to do it for you.
Abe Lincoln had his birthday February 12 and George Washington on February 17. Megan Jordan of Alex City reaches 15 on February 18; happy birthday to all February babies.
Of course we do have the upcoming celebration of St. Valentine’s Day on February 14. It took me quite a few years to understand why folks sent Valentine cards to friends and signed them. In the Victoriam times in the U.K., Valentine cards were mostly handmade with lots of prettiness, ribbons and even lace edges. The cards were sent or delivered to one’s sweetheart, or someone that was quite taken by a possible future love interest or an admired one, unsigned, but merely adding a well-written poem by a professional poet or penned themselves.
The fun for singles was when they received several of these cards and would guess who they were from by the contents and the style of penmanship. That way of Valentine celebration continued through my upbringing, and I know through the 1970s. I must deduce that the greeting card business made it a thing for everyone. I know I was quite surprised when my son, Jamie, came home from the second grade saying he was to send a Valentine to all in his class; it just blew me away for the real meaning.
Happy Valentine’s Day to all of you; set a pretty table and make something unusual for dinner, plus candles.
Since Ron has had his health troubles, he cannot do extra heavy things at all. Our grass grew and grew. My nurse asked her grass cutter to come and give “Summerdown Manor” a haircut. He did come with equipment from Sylacauga and did a good job last summer. Ron called the man back several times; he replied he would be there the following week, but just didn’t come. We think it was just too far, and he had plenty of work in his local area.
The grass continued to grow, so Ron thought he would try the riding lawn tractor himself. Wouldn’t you know it, the battery was dead. The dealer in Wetumpka agreed to collect it to get it ready for the spring cutting and for us not to depend on others. It just so happened, the folks that had previously logged/cleared trees right on County Road 4 (our road) were working a controlled burn on the same day that Clint came to collect (Tuesday, February 1). Clint called to tell us he was on our road, but the fire department wouldn’t let him through because of a huge fire that got out of hand when the wind kicked the flames across the road (muddy from their work) to the trees on the opposite side.
Our volunteer fire department is a great group and managed to stop it from traveling into woods of another owner and then let Clint come through. I wondered about that, what kind of a non-thinking fool would even decide to burn huge logs, trees and brush in such a large space, when it had been very dry for days with exceptionally strong winds, and not even consider the others that it could compromise.
We all know how quickly fires can get away and before you know it can engulf many homes, especially the ones made of wood. The stench of burning made thick black smoke that filled the air, making it extremely difficult to breathe outside for us and the animals. A little thoughtfulness goes a long way; some folks just don’t know how to consider others.
The joy you give to others is the joy that comes back to you, as do smiles. So enjoy the sunshine, and until next week, keep smiling.
Remember, if you have news to share or a celebration, just call me at 256-234-0957 or send me a short email to Smanorlady@gmail.com. I will be happy to share with the readers.