The pear and wild plum have bloomed just in time to draw back a nub because as I write this it is supposed to freeze tomorrow. I just smoked my country cured hams. The collards are blooming and I will soon gather their seed and keep them for next year. No, I don’t have to buy all my garden seed. I’ve also got dry peas, rice and honey stored, honey because it never spoils. I heard some honey was found in a tomb somewhere that was hundreds of years old and was still good. I don’t expect to be here another hundred years, so when I go you are welcome to it if you can find it. I guess I was a doomsday prepper long before the television series.
Speaking of television series, my wife says the reason she loves Duck Dynasty is because it reminds her so much of living with me, a way out here in the country. She says the only difference is the money. She still has to work while I just continue to sorry away duck, dove, and squirrel hunting, turkey hunting, ambushing geese, fishing (accompanied by great lies about the good old days), making wine, and growing a good garden. I tell her it has been my life’s work and I think I just about have the plan perfected and if she will just be patient and keep working, she’ll soon have it made. She believes me. I love this woman. We were married 29 years March 17th and I wouldn’t trade her for any woman alive, no matter how rich or beautiful.
Lord, if I ain’t got it made, I don’t know who has. I have a good woman, a good dog, a good shotgun, good land to hunt on, a good garden, and three good friends still living. What more can you ask? Some people have just got to have everything and more of it. Me, I like simple things, and my friend, that is a gift from God.
I can hardly stand to stay inside and watch the TV anymore because about all they show is commercials. I wish I could tell them my prostate works just fine, I don’t have mesothelioma, and I don’t need any gold (if it gets bad enough you need gold to trade for necessities, don’t bother coming to my homestead. I don’t want your gold but I will trade for a good axe, chainsaw, or a bottle of SSS tonic). Besides, it is beautiful outside, even on a cloudy and overcast day. I had rather just sit and think and be thankful I am in South Georgia while watching the dogs romp, the bluebirds building nests, and waiting for the first wood duck chicks to emerge, which they will any day now. The butter cat will soon be in a biting mood and the rooster bass are fanning everywhere. Hiss, the Indigo snake, has come out of hibernation, so all other snakes beware, and, oh yes, the Ospreys are nesting here again.
Great day in the morning! Spring is here! Hallelujah! I used to love cold weather but these old bones just can’t stand it anymore. Give me Spring any time with the Dogwoods blooming, the Bob Whites bobbing, and the Tom turkeys gobbling.
I know I am rambling a bit here but I am so happy I can hardly stand myself. Another reason I am happy, other than the ones already mentioned, is my daughter, Jesse, is about to graduate from college. She is planning her future like an adult and that makes me proud. She has a sound plan in place and knows she will be on her own financially and it doesn’t seem to concern her in the least. She is confident in herself and self-confidence is half the battle.
If we think about the crap in D.C. too much, we’ll just get mad and it will do us no good. With Easter just around the corner, let’s count our blessings and just be grateful for the risen Savior that brought the promise of everlasting life to anyone that believes, even to a redneck, duck killing, squirrel skinning, goose plucking, turkey calling, lying fisherman, and proud Daddy like me.