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by Christine Maccabee
On The Wild Side Now it’s time to get serious, to deal with: some simple problems
right? Or maybe not. After days and and some seemingly insurmountable.
Springtime! days of stress and worry, we all need But, somehow, we surmount them.
time off to go take that long walk or I just finished reading a book called
The pleasures of Spring are available to simply plant petunias. I could go on Grandma Gatewood’s Walk, and
everybody, and cost nothing. and on about the wild edibles you I now have a new heroine, who
can put in your salads (violet and surmounted far more problems
— George Orwell dandelion flower petals are so rich than I ever had. After far too
in vitamins and minerals). I could many years of horrible abuse by
To say that spring is my favorite have to make sure their children are instruct you as to how to build a her husband and devotedly raising
time of year is putting it mildly. I dressed for twenty-degree weather cold frame, so as to eat salad greens eleven children, in 1955, at the age
love spring and can barely keep as they wait for the bus. And the all winter, or inspire you to be a seed of sixty-seven, she completely turned
myself indoors on a beautiful day elderly, who sometimes struggle just saver. Or I could tell you the secrets her back on it all. Setting out in
like today. Every morning, the to get dressed, are freed up as well. of planting onions properly (I once Georgia with a 15-pound sack of
birds create a symphony of music, Things are lightening up, you might had a caretaker here who insisted essentials, thrown over her shoulder,
too incredible for words. Then, as say. that he knew how to plant onion and wearing tennis shoes, she hiked
early evening approaches, the frogs sets; he told me to leave him alone, the entire length of the Appalachian
and toads begin tuning up for their Yes, keeping me inside today will and that year, we had no onions Trail. She even did it two more
cascade of mating sounds, which to be next to impossible, so I will take because he planted the bulbs upside times and became renowned for
my ears is music—profound music a break from typing and go out to down!). trailblazing in Ohio.
of the spheres and an expression of plant onions. I must have my store
our earth’s on-going mind-blowing of onions for the winter. See you However, I need this downtime I figure if Emma Gatewood could
beauty. soon… today to simply enjoy the beauty of do that, I can deal with my little
this incredible springtime; time to problems. Think I will just plant
Several years ago, I began Well, I am back, but I only got so renew my spirit after some rough those onions and then go take a nice
recording bird songs, notating them far as hanging out the laundry; no times. Every day, there are things long walk!
on staff paper. Luckily, I have a good onions planted yet. I have so many
ear and lots of training in timings thoughts, so many feelings today Note: Christine has an 11+ acre homestead and wildlife habitat preserve in
and keys, as bird songs can be very because of spring; I am not certain upper Frederick County. She is presently seeking a caretaker who loves nature
complex; each bird, usually the male, which song to sing first. I am like the and knows how to plant onions properly! If you know of anyone , she can be
has a repertoire unique to itself and mockingbird with his repertoire of reached at [email protected].
the occasion of calling for a mate or untold numbers of songs, twittering
declaration of territory. However, about today. Maybe I have spring
I am of the opinion—and am quite fever. It has been known to happen.
sure it is true—that sometimes birds
simply sing on and on just for the As I chased the cat away from the
joy of it! bird feeder, while hanging clothes, I
thought of my good friend Walter.
To say that I live for spring is true Whenever I would ask him if he
for me, and likely many others. No knew what sort of bird was singing,
longer do we have to pull on heavy he always would reply, “Oh, that’s
boots, layers of clothes, hats, and a Tweety Bird!” Funny. Guess that’s
gloves. Devoted mothers no longer me today, twittering away about
everything, and nothing.
by Christine Maccabee
On The Wild Side Now it’s time to get serious, to deal with: some simple problems
right? Or maybe not. After days and and some seemingly insurmountable.
Springtime! days of stress and worry, we all need But, somehow, we surmount them.
time off to go take that long walk or I just finished reading a book called
The pleasures of Spring are available to simply plant petunias. I could go on Grandma Gatewood’s Walk, and
everybody, and cost nothing. and on about the wild edibles you I now have a new heroine, who
can put in your salads (violet and surmounted far more problems
— George Orwell dandelion flower petals are so rich than I ever had. After far too
in vitamins and minerals). I could many years of horrible abuse by
To say that spring is my favorite have to make sure their children are instruct you as to how to build a her husband and devotedly raising
time of year is putting it mildly. I dressed for twenty-degree weather cold frame, so as to eat salad greens eleven children, in 1955, at the age
love spring and can barely keep as they wait for the bus. And the all winter, or inspire you to be a seed of sixty-seven, she completely turned
myself indoors on a beautiful day elderly, who sometimes struggle just saver. Or I could tell you the secrets her back on it all. Setting out in
like today. Every morning, the to get dressed, are freed up as well. of planting onions properly (I once Georgia with a 15-pound sack of
birds create a symphony of music, Things are lightening up, you might had a caretaker here who insisted essentials, thrown over her shoulder,
too incredible for words. Then, as say. that he knew how to plant onion and wearing tennis shoes, she hiked
early evening approaches, the frogs sets; he told me to leave him alone, the entire length of the Appalachian
and toads begin tuning up for their Yes, keeping me inside today will and that year, we had no onions Trail. She even did it two more
cascade of mating sounds, which to be next to impossible, so I will take because he planted the bulbs upside times and became renowned for
my ears is music—profound music a break from typing and go out to down!). trailblazing in Ohio.
of the spheres and an expression of plant onions. I must have my store
our earth’s on-going mind-blowing of onions for the winter. See you However, I need this downtime I figure if Emma Gatewood could
beauty. soon… today to simply enjoy the beauty of do that, I can deal with my little
this incredible springtime; time to problems. Think I will just plant
Several years ago, I began Well, I am back, but I only got so renew my spirit after some rough those onions and then go take a nice
recording bird songs, notating them far as hanging out the laundry; no times. Every day, there are things long walk!
on staff paper. Luckily, I have a good onions planted yet. I have so many
ear and lots of training in timings thoughts, so many feelings today Note: Christine has an 11+ acre homestead and wildlife habitat preserve in
and keys, as bird songs can be very because of spring; I am not certain upper Frederick County. She is presently seeking a caretaker who loves nature
complex; each bird, usually the male, which song to sing first. I am like the and knows how to plant onions properly! If you know of anyone , she can be
has a repertoire unique to itself and mockingbird with his repertoire of reached at [email protected].
the occasion of calling for a mate or untold numbers of songs, twittering
declaration of territory. However, about today. Maybe I have spring
I am of the opinion—and am quite fever. It has been known to happen.
sure it is true—that sometimes birds
simply sing on and on just for the As I chased the cat away from the
joy of it! bird feeder, while hanging clothes, I
thought of my good friend Walter.
To say that I live for spring is true Whenever I would ask him if he
for me, and likely many others. No knew what sort of bird was singing,
longer do we have to pull on heavy he always would reply, “Oh, that’s
boots, layers of clothes, hats, and a Tweety Bird!” Funny. Guess that’s
gloves. Devoted mothers no longer me today, twittering away about
everything, and nothing.
