Well, it’s that time of year again when everything comes
alive and dresses in the beautiful colors that Mother Nature has
given them. The buds on the trees are just now bursting and
unfolding into delicate beautiful leaves – I marvel every spring at
these wonders. And of course the pesty, but gorgeous dandelions
make themselves known every day – they are pesty, but what a
delight to children as they pluck them from the ground -and what
mother hasn’t known the thrill of grubby little hands holding
forth at arms length the elegant bouquet of golden flowers as they
present Mommie with her first floral tribute of the season. I shall
always have a close spot in my heart for the dandelions for each of
my children have come with beaming smile and eyes a glisten in the
springtime to give me some posies picked for me – they give me much
more than that though – for it is one of my treasured moments of
each of them and now our youngest is learning the habit too. Thank
God for children and dandelions!
My days are so blessed and full of never ending awe as I keep my
track shoes handy to try and keep pace with Thomas Casey
Branyan-now a big 2?, at the adventureous and dangerous age when he
must be watched every second, but then every second is so well
worth watching for a child gives you so much pleasure-just watching
them discover a tiny bit of the big world’s offerings. As I get
this column off to you, my eyes are on him after each sentence and
right now he is torn between discovering the gadgets on my sewing
machine and running in and out of the basement digging dirt in the
yard and carrying it from one place to a more satisfactory site.
This ‘gabbing’ may not be of so much interest to a true Gas
Engine Enthusiast, but then anyone that is a parent or loves
children, I’m sure understands my garrulous nature on this
subject, but I’ve said enough so herewith go on to more
‘gas-like’ subjects.
