Welcome !
Casses Home for the Gracefully Aging April 2018
We are having a most unusual spring. Is that song playing in your head yet?
It’s a Most Unusual Day
The new season is finally going full tilt and everybody is blooming, nest building, eating & hmmmming.
But the order of arrival was weird and jumbled. The Stinky Bradfords on the highway dividers are always first.
Yes, they are pretty but I never count them because they smell so bad.
The local and naturally occurring Dogwoods are, to my always questionable memory, the natives that generally bloom first.
They have only just now gotten to work mid - April. Tardy trees?
I’m used to seeing high flights of Dogwood blossoms just kind of floating up among the winter gray woods like a swarm of still-life
white butterflies or an oriental woodcut. That opportunity was a month ago. They are just finally coming out this
week while almost everybody else has begun to green up into "ghost" trees (they’re green and tree shaped but you can see right through them).
It leaves questions in my mind. (I’m used to it). Most everybody in tree land beat them to the bloom. I wonder what they waited for.
They all seemed to start late and together. Here’s a shot of the Dogwoods outside the courthouse where I work.
Nature's unusual timing notwithstanding, it is a glorious spring 2018.
Life pops up everywhere with just a little sun.
I heard peepers (the frogs) way long ago
And I recently got my first (and I hope last for the season) sting from the WNC state bird - the red wasp.
Something disturbed my hair and when I reached up to check, I got stung on the finger.
Yow! I put both MSG and baking soda on it not remembering which one works for wasps. One of them did.
The pain went away until my shower where I apparently washed the remedy out. A quick re-application of both and again no pain.
#1 Son Byron did a live capture & release using a big plastic tumbler and an envelope so the bug went free to continue
- it doesn’t kill the wasp to sting. Everybody ended up ok.
Some of my spring favorites are the tiny plants that come out first. None of them get more than about 3 or 4 inches tall.
It’s like they stay close to the ground for protection. Here are some photos - tiny blues and a
great close-up of Grape Hyacinths - aren’t they gorgeous?
Somebody, or more likely somebodies years ago, planted a mile or so of ornamental plums along the road into Clayton GA.
I go there almost weekly.
I missed seeing these guys in bloom last year so I made a 1 minute movie of the trip out of town.
Clayton Tree Drive
They are pretty, no?
Another spring movie short right here. A few mornings ago this guy was giving a concert at my parking place. Mockingbirds
are big favs with me. I love the extremely varied calls & chirps. They do occasionally sound repeated but it is
not a pattern. They just sing what they want. Oh Yeah! Mr. MockingBird
Crank the volume up a bit.
The Tuners (our band) had a nice informal debut at the Rathskellar (favorite local pub) Sat. March 31. It was a
lovely night with a full moon and a pub fulla friends - and the music was fine.
Katharine, Byron & I had lots of fun playing & singing and we actually got a standing ovation! (I told you they were friends).
We played again Sunday April 15 at Wayfarer’s Chapel in GA. The first of their summer’s monthly "Concerts on the Deck". It was pouring rain so we played indoors.
It sounded fine with a "tin roof in the rain" background noise. No wonder I was sleepy when we finished.
Bassist Byron couldn’t make it because he was cheffing up the hill at Old Edward’s Inn. Sundays are almost impossible for him
to not work. Though we missed him, his place onstage was occupied by Marie Dunkle, a dear friend and a
formidable violinist & cellist. She did a great job.
There were some very magic moments. Might have a video or two available soon. Katharine’s beau, Jim, recorded the whole thing. (Is he planning blackmail?)
It is cold this morning, windy too. The all day Sunday rain has stopped (It’s not Sunday anymore) and we’re in the 30s temperature wise. I saw 1 snow flake go by a few minutes ago.
I’ve heard the Eskimo have a different word for every kind of snow. I wonder what their word for 1 lousy flake is?
I told you it is a whacky spring.
This should be about it for the chill. Just 1 more comment on this unusual (to my limited memory) season.
I have never seen such proliferation of Dandelions!!.
Clumps, crowds, and entire fields of Tampopo!
They were flat yeller bee bait last week now they are all stemmed up and releasing floaters to the wind.
I wonder what factors were so beneficial to these guys especially.
A confession - I cannot resist buying the big bargain bag o bruised bananas (6 “b”s!) at our local grocery.
Also I cannot eat the whole bunch before they go into jellification. I know - banana bread. But I don’t.
I haven’t made banana bread in 30 years. So I give ‘em away. They are generally not soft nanners just slightly skin bruised and solo, separated from the “hand”. Yum.
This last Saturday I gave two away even before I left the grocery. My pal June was in line ahead of me and sympathized
with my banana conundrum. She only accepted 2 though, we have the same preferences – not too soft please.