Virginia Bluebells
These, we brought with us from Walnut Knob, and after almost seven years, they still come up every year. The opening of their subtle pastel bells mark the full advent of spring for us, and we go every day to check on them as they emerge from cold shade at the edge of the meadow.
And I needed to fix my mind on something lovely this early morning, because I'm starting out with a bad case of Bad Attitude. I have a home patient evaluation in an unfamiliar place an hour's drive from here--a drive that includes about 10 miles of I-81, and that is NOT an experience I ever look forward to. It is likely to be raining, adding to the joy.
Overall, I'm happy for the entry back into clinical practice (almost four months now) but there are times when I have to use uncommon force of will to be appropriately empathetic and outward-focused, especially when so many plates are spinning back in my other life I leave at home. I have had to become compartmentalized in a way the past few years have not demanded, and I go into my box reluctantly some days. This is one of them. Sigh.
Comments
What a beautiful sight, these bluebells..What a delightful way to see that spring really has sprung, and all is right with the world. These delicate beauties certainly deserve a lingering visit everyday while they last. Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: anne d. | April 22, 2006 11:54 PM
Hi, I have been reading your blog off and on for several years. I enjoy it as we had a place close by. A little farm (40 acres) up the dirt road from RT 637 on the East about 0.3 miles from RT 710. I am sure a good road by now. The bluebells are beautiful. We used to see yellow Lady Slippers when we drove up road in springtime.
There were springs on the land which was the start of a creek that went down and across the 637. I wish I could remember the name of the creek.
We could drive up and across the little road to the Blue Ridge Parkway. There was a little cabin on the farm which we stayed in on weekends sometime. A sign we put on it said "Mama and Papa Bear and 3 little bears" as we had 3 children. We lived in Radford at the time but sold it and moved to Utah with the Hercules company. We now live in Colorado but visit VA most every year as we have family there in Franklin CO. Wish you well with your book. Carolyn
Posted by: Carolyn B. Smith | April 26, 2006 10:41 PM