Another American Adventure: Like Christmas?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Like Christmas?

It seemed a little like Florida-Christmas today. A little cooler than usual. John is home (FL) for a few days, Eric came over to visit and Ooma and Oompa came for dinner.

Jubilee was in her glory with so many people to play with her. Running around (and into) the pool for the ball is her favorite Florida thing to do. Here she is rounding the front bend.

We used Aunt Nancy's dishes for a feast (raviolis etc.) on the back porch.

Here's a little video of Jubilee swimming in the pool.

Jubilee and I should be headed back North by the week's end, so stay tuned.

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"In those first days, people said, a squirrel could run the long length of Pennsylvania without ever touching the ground. In those first days, the woods were white oak and chestnut, hickory, maple, sycamore, walnut, wild ash, wild plum, and white pine. The pine grew on the ridgetops where the mountains' lumpy spines stuck up and their skin was thinnest.

"The wilderness was uncanny, unknown. Benjamin Franklin had already invented his stove in Philadelphia by 1753, and Thomas Jefferson was a schoolboy in Virginia; French soldiers had been living in forts along Lake Erie for two generations. But west of the Alleghenies in western Pennsylvania, there was not even a settlement, not even a cabin. No Indians lived there, or even near there.

"Wild grapevines tangled the treetops and shut out the sun. Few songbirds lived in the deep woods. Bright Carolina parakeets - red, green, and yellow - nested in the dark forest. There were ravens then, too. Woodpeckers rattled the big trees' trunks, ruffed grouse whirred their tail feathers in the fall, and every long once in a while a nervous gang of empty-headed turkeys came hustling and kicking through the leaves - but no one heard any of this, no one at all."

Annie Dillard, An American Childhood.