Ruby-throated hummingbirds travel hundreds of miles to vacation in Mexico and Central America for the winter. Around this time of the year, late March or so, a partied out hummer scout will arrive at my garden where it expects to see nectar hanging from the same place that they left in early autumn. It never happens! The feeder is never ready for the scout who somehow reconnoiters with the incoming pack of hummers and sends them elsewhere to feed leaving me high and dry until sometimes early summer. Will I get it right this year? Dios mio!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The first question is very valid. Almost a year after Hurricane Katrina, my mom garnered an entire plastic clothes basket full of cabbage. At the time, she was 81 years old. My brother also received his share of the leafy green projectile. Never tired of eating my mom's cabbage cuisine, but... Anyway, have a Happy and safe St. Paddie's Day, y'all!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Sometimes you find the most interesting things lost in a flash drive. My next door neighbor has a horse that she rehabilitated and his name is "Lightning." Though I've have never seen him run, he sure is fast with the ladies. Occasionally, he comes by, unannounced, to visit the two thoroughbred mares next door to our property. Our cocker spaniel is always intrigued by the "big dawgs!" What a beautiful animal Lighning is ... you should have seen him a year ago. Congrats Debra ... Just shows you a little love goes along way!
Friday, March 5, 2010
Yesterday, my wife, Therese asked me to help her first grade class put together a booklet that celebrates "Artists Week." The idea was to allow the students to write about their hopes and dreams, which is an awesome task for a first grader, but then, the assignment was to illustrate what they wrote. Well, confusion reigned, and boy, did we get wet!!! As you can imagine, no one knew what draw or how to draw it. The little boys were the worse, because I mentioned drawing ball games for things they like to do. Naturally, football and the Saints became the premier image to draw. Most of the girls in the class drew and colored birds, butterflies, flowers, houses, and self portraits with little help. But a couple of the guys just couldn't or wouldn't draw anything. I had to show some of them how to draw a football spinning, a football player and the Saint's logo, which is a fleur-de-lis. Well, we started to see some strange looking fleur-de-lis, so I attempted to help out one of the guys and as I lightly sketched the logo, I told the student that the word "fleur" was french for flower and that the image is of three lilies tied together. Then he asked me, "Mr. Bensen, what's a lis?" I had to come up with a real, believable answer so I said with much conviction, "It means life. Fleur-de-lis means flower of life!" "Yeh, that's it," I told myself.
Indeed, just what are we teaching the children!