Remembering On A Windy Day

One year ago today a baby boy was born.

Born into receiving parents hands and lives already passed on to another life.

Born also, a grief that comes and goes as life continues, 

leaving a hole that makes a scar, a forever remembrance.

Today is windy.  

It was windy the day we laid our Bennett Wilder to rest.

It was windy on Saturday when we gathered at his grave to remember.

To celebrate a life that lived a very few weeks sheltered in a loving mother's body.

One year.

One year of many, yet we are blessed with that memory.

A new chapter begins, but we won't forget the old.

 

On The Line

I like to hang clothes on the line instead of using the dryer.  Partly because I'm tightwad and partly because I like some "old ways." When drying clothes on the line a fairly stiff wind helps in the drying process and removes wrinkles. Several years ago we had a summer that was calm. It wasn't good clothes drying weather.  We live on a hill and the first thing I noticed after we moved here was the wind.  I've always said that we don't think it's windy around here until it's blowing 25 miles an hour. 

After a few years of fairly calm summers and enjoying them, we get 2022.  All the wind that didn't blow in those few summers have come to us this April.  We've had so many windy days where it is uncomfortable to be out because it's cold.  We've had days where it's a struggle to walk against the wind and we have to hold on to our car doors so they aren't sprung.  And then there is the shift in temperatures.  One day, Tuesday, it was 88 degrees and windy, of course, and by nightfall freezing temperatures were back.  It's been fluctuating like that all winter, really, not the 80 degrees, but 30s, then 60s, then 20s, then 40s, then 60s again, and 50s and on and on.  

Line-drying clothes doesn't work at 35 mph unless I watch them because they will blow off into the neighbors if left too long. 

This year, we've had the 20-25 mph winds, plus wind gusts of 40 to 60 mph on different days. 

It makes staying inside feel pretty good.

On the days with warmer weather I get anxious to be outside cleaning the garden trash off my flower gardens, However, picking up dry leaves and flower stems and trying to put them in my garden cart is counter productive since they all fly away into another part of the flower garden to be picked up again.

No, thanks.

April around here also brings family, and baby chicks.

Lynette and Anthony often come in April and every year Jim thinks we need more chicks.

Whether I think we do or not is beside the point, and they are cute.

Family Supper

The wind died down enough for us to enjoy the outside for a bit.