Hello!
He
is Risen; He is Risen Indeed!!!
The
Easter season is here as spring explodes on our mountain despite some stormy
weather that included high winds and hail. The white and pink of the peach and
pear trees are blooming with tulips & hyacinths flaunting their bold
flowers of red, yellow, purple, and bold pink. Bushes are sprouting tiny green
leaves and wild violets carpet the ground as birds flitter around building
nests.
Usually
by this time I have started planting my garden, but am still running late due
to all the rain this month leaving the ground soggy in spite of the lovely warm
temperatures we have been having. Each week I am hanging out wash on the line.
The
big news is that I finally was able to get Dana admitted to our local nursing
home for more intensive physical therapy after a month of waiting due to the
admissions director not returning any of my calls and having to make two trips
to the nursing home. Then I was left waiting outside over half an hour with
Dana- after they knew we were there for admission and coming- before I finally
got help. Since they now no longer have phones in the rooms, I got my cell
phone to Dana where we can communicate more efficiently and keep in touch as
one day it took five calls until I was able to speak to Dana. Dana is quite
weak and unsteady so they aren't letting him walk around by himself.
The
first time I went to visit Dana (when I asked the nurse about visiting the day
Dana was admitted, she said just come and they would bring Dana to the front),
I was informed that I couldn't see Dana without an appointment. I hadn't been
given any paper stating rules for visitation.
I was told I could go and knock on Dana's window and talk to him that
way. All I knew was that Dana's room was
at the back of the nursing home, but didn't have a clue what window. Now can
you imagine me going around knocking on windows and peering inside trying to
find Dana? Someone would call the police for sure thinking a crazy lady was
trying to break in. I told them I wanted to speak to the person in charge. I
waited another half an hour until the director came out and we had quite the
chat as I informed her of the month long hassle with the admissions lady,
making us wait for over half an hour when I brought Dana to be admitted, the
frustrating process of even trying to get to speak with Dana, and now not even
being able to visit him. She was quite
appalled at all the inefficiency we had experienced, explained to me the
visitation rules, and gave me her number to call if there were any more
problems. Thankfully on Dana’s end he
has been getting good care so hopefully will soon get stronger and more
independent with all the therapy.
The
six baby chicks are rapidly growing in the brooder and covered with feathers
showing their true colors. Both a smaller female brown duck and white duck have
laid almost a dozen eggs in a nest and are starting to sit on them. Speaking of
ducks, I had quite an unusual experience the other day. I went out to my
mailbox to get the mail when I heard the next door neighbor fellow yelling at
me from his upstairs window something about a big white duck and small brown
duck. I asked if they had gotten into his yard thinking that maybe there was a
hole in the fence that I hadn’t noticed. He said “No, there’s a big white duck
and small brown duck in your yard.” I was completely confused as I know I have
big white ducks and small brown ducks in my yard. He signaled me to wait and
soon appeared. He was all upset saying he couldn’t stand to see anything or anybody
bullied and one of my big white ducks was beating the crap out of a small brown
one. He was ready to get his gun and shoot the big white duck. I told him to
please not shoot any of my ducks- they are on my land after all- and especially
not the big drake as I needed him so I could have baby ducks. I explained to
him that the drake was probably trying to mate with the smaller female as he
has been chasing them around sometimes.
My neighbor said that the white duck was going to kill the small brown
one if I didn’t do something. I promised to separate them right away. So with
the mail in my hand I went around the back of the house and herded the white
ducks (after making sure the brown duck were all okay, which they were) down to
the woods and closed the gate. Of course
the brown ducks followed behind and went under the gate into the woods too.
Such is life in the country!
Have
a blessed Easter season as we celebrate our risen Lord and King!
Sending
lots of spring hugs your way~
Dorcas
