My Dad was dead twelve years and I was still angry at him.  I still remember the last conversation I had with him and he said he was more impressed with the million dollars his future son-in-law made selling his company than anything I did.  My writing did not matter to him.  I tried to tell him, maybe, my words might have more effect on people than my future brother-in-law’s money.  It was to no avail.  Money meant more to him than anything else.  I never got “the blessing” from him.  And even today, years later I was still angry about his rejection of who I was.  He was the one person I wanted to please.  And even now the hurt and pain has not gone away.

Can one person completely satisfy the needs of another?  I once had a major fight with a girl friend over that.  She said “Yes.”  I said, “No.”  Sure, you want your “other” to satisfy most of your needs but all?  To me, that relationship would become awfully ingrown (and stale).  Other relationships add to your main one.  Of course, you have to be very careful how you carry on with the opposite sex.  And maintain a relationship very carefully so you don’t threaten your partner.  Under very special, open conditions.  I can’t delineate the boundaries.  You have to do that.  Maybe a relationship in his/her presence as couples.  We are all different and other people bring out different qualities in you.  And then these qualities brought out by someone else you can add to your main relationship.  Relationships with the same sex are a little easier to maintain.  It is always a balancing act.  You do not want to diminish your relationship with your partner.  Each person you meet should add something positive to you.  Having a network of friends takes some of the pressure off your mate.  No one person can satisfy all your needs.  Nor should you try.

Three deer bounded across the road right in front of me coming from the large meadow.  They must have been holed up in the tract of woods adjacent to my property.  It was an unusual spot to see deer.  Though there were deer tracks in the snow in my driveway a few weeks ago.  In the eight years I have only seen two deer here.  The three deer looked like they were fawns not yet completely grown.  Hunting season was long past.  They were heading toward the farmland and the forest beyond.  I was just surprised to see them here so close to my property.  There are other animals in the vicinity but they usually stay out of our view.  The juxtaposition of animals with civilization has always fascinated me.  And we are on the edge of country.  You just never know what you are going to see.

There are many visitors I am waiting for.  At some point, sometime soon I will put out nectar I have prepared for the hummingbirds.  The first sighting is usually not before the end of April but I am awaiting them.  The regal great egret will come back.  Maybe, I will see flocks of goldfinch under the tree, again.  I don’t understand it but they stopped coming to my thistle feeder but during the beginning of spring I see the most–often a dozen or two at one time.  I will put out fresh thistle.  Snowy egrets I will see, again, along the river.  And about now I will keep my eyes open for the first sighting of a robin.  And that is a short list.  And includes only the birds.

It is absolutely balmy today.  Forty-forty degrees.  No breeze.  Spring is around the corner.  My four dogs were all outside in the yard soaking in the sun.  They all know a good thing.  They simply did not want to come in.  Officially spring is still more than three weeks away.  Today is an harbinger of spring.  I have to go out, again.

No computer program can replace a parent.  An ad on TV glowingly praised a computer program for teaching a young child basics like numbers and colors, etc.  A computer can not instill a sense of wonder and thirst for knowledge.  The interaction of a parent to his/her child is vital.  The right computer program can only be an aid.  The primary teacher of a child is always the parent who can nurture their proclivities.  The interaction of a computer program is always limited.  I don’t care how well designed the program is.  A computer program can never replace a parent or teacher.

I actually caught “Cheyenne”, one beautifully marked grey and white long haired male cat who has not been to the vet in over two years.  He is a step slower now.  He has been sniffling so we were both thrilled he will get to the vet today.  Any time I approach him he usually stiffens and gives me the eye:  What right do you have to go near me he seems to say?!  Each animal has likes and dislikes just like humans.  He simply does not like me.  I have accepted that fact but I still periodically try to approach him.  The result is usually the same.  He runs the opposite direction.  Anyway, he is getting his yearly exam.

The weather turned a corner.  I had to take off my insulated tee shirt.  It was too hot in my house.  For several months I wore one and the insulated underwear may have to go, too.  Spring is less than five weeks away.  I keep checking the ten day forecast and the temperature is slowly rising.  Winter may show its face, again, but not for too long.  Spring is on the horizon.

Now every time I pass the meadow near our house I look for the two pheasants we spotted a few days ago.  Of course, they are not there.  Surprises are just that.  They come when you are not looking for them.  Serendipity is serendipity.  What if you saw everything you were looking for every day.  Wouldn’t life be boring?  Usually your attention is somewhere else.  And there it is–another surprise.  Thank God life is not always predictable.  What a world it would be if it was?!

My Dad was dead twelve years and I was still angry at him.  I still remember the last conversation I had with him and he said he was more impressed with the million dollars his future son-in-law made selling his company than anything I did.  My writing did not matter to him.  I tried to tell him, maybe, my words might have more effect on people than the money my future brother-in-law made.  It was to no avail.  Money meant more to him than anything else.  I never got “the blessing” from him.  And even today, years later I was still angry about his rejection of who I was.  He was the one person I wanted to please.  And he just could not do it.  And even now years later the hurt and pain had not gone away.

In a span of thirty seconds we spotted two ringed neck pheasants.  We were near our house and both quickly disappeared into the large meadow we passed.  There is a game preserve a mile away where they stock them for the hunters.  Sometimes you can spot them nearby but this was them first time I saw more than one at the same time.  We were amazed how quickly they ran and vanished into the undergrowth of the meadow.  They are beautiful birds and their sighting thrilled us.

“Coco”, our full grown mutt was cute.  Yesterday I handed out two big bones to our four dogs.  They usually play musical chairs with them.  “Coco” had one clutched to her chest sitting in the living room on the Lazy Boy chair.  She is a female and the least aggressive of our four.  Later on she moved to the other Lazy Boy chair in the office.  I just had to smile looking at her still clutching her bone right under her chest.  She is the most private of our four dogs.  She was going to make sure no one got that bone.  It was hers.