I don’t know about you, however I will be ecstatic when I see that first daffodils hyacinths or anything at all connected to spring and warmer weather. Oh, what am I saying? I have seen snow when daffodils were in bloom.
I was at our local Cracker Barrel, and what a surprise to see pansies still in bloom. In its yard I saw two dandelions peaking their little blooms through.
My newfound cousin Marty Hollins who lives in Athens, Ga., says daffodils are all ready up in his yard. I hope they don’t get frozen.
Oh my goodness I looked at the edge of my front porch and I have poppies up, and the lilac bush has little buds on the edge of the branches.
Saturday was such a gorgeous day as the sunshine looked so enticing and inviting. Since I don’t drive my van very much, I decided to take a drive, which was exactly what I needed. There’s an Amish store that I love to go look at. I was so tempted to get a jar of blackberry jam. I prefer the blackberry jam with seeds. This brand was seedless, which is too much like jelly to suit me.
I have finally reached a point in my life I can bypass candy and sweets without my mouth drooling like a baby’s cutting teeth.
On the way home a friend called to see if I knew anywhere there was music, or something to do since she didn’t want to stay home.
I told her in Xenia there was a place and actually they were having a little party for our mutual friends, John and Becky Cummins, who were married in December.
In a blink of an eye I came home, changed shoes since I can’t dance in gym shoes, changed vehicles, and I was on my way to pick up Shirley, who lives in Cincinnati.
Some lady came to me and asked if didn’t I dance. I replied, yes! She remembered seeing me dancing at Mountain Days in Dayton.
I had a few highlights in the evening. Norma Ashcraft was there, and I love this misplaced hillbilly as much as my own sister.
Richard Cornett was there, and it was good to see Richard since I hadn’t seen him since Blackey Days in October.
Richard, we have to stop meeting like that. People may start to talk! Oh heck, what am I saying? Where is the next place you are going to show up?
Since RR2 band isn’t playing, and it is no secret how much I like that band, I have to get a bluegrass fix where I can find it!
The biggest highlight of the evening was hearing John Muncy would be performing.
John Muncy and his wife Wendy are very special. John’s mother is from Hazard, and I love his singing and guitar picking. I haven’t seen him in several months, which is way too long.
John used to team up with Marvin Davis and several others, picking at Coon Hunters.
Those who read my column and live close, please do a special favor for me. There’s a benefit for my cousin Beverly Adams, mother of the little banjo picker Jack Adams and the wife of Jack Adams of Jeremiah, who has cancer. The benefit will be held Feb. 9 at Campbell’s Branch Community Center from 12-6 p.m.
I don’t know all details yet, but I do know 7 South Bluegrass Band will be playing. I am sure they are instrumental in getting this benefit together.
If you have a band or can help any way, get in touch with someone in the band.
Beverly is so special and needs all the support both financially and personally.
My brother Jerry Hall is once again in Whitesburg Hospital. Mattie doesn’t have a cell phone so he is in several days before I ever find out about it.
We really haven’t gotten very much snow, but at the present time we are experiencing some of the coldest temperatures we’ve had in a few years. I am reminded how Mommy would try to keep out drafts in the old houses we lived in.
Daddy and Mommy rented from George and Minnie Whitaker at Roxana. We lived in that little brown, brick-sided house on the hill more than any during my growing up years.
Mom and Dad moved there shortly after I was born, moving to a different place ever now and then and back again.
The house was so drafty that Mommy would cram rags in the cracks around the windows, and sometimes the snow would somehow slide in beneath the windowsill.
I loved to feel the stinging, tingling feeling on my face, so when Mommy went to bed I would remove the strips of rags and put my face close to the window. Some nights I would fall asleep and forget to seal it back up, and Mom couldn’t understand how the strips kept getting pulled out.
I have often seen the water bucket frozen of the morning, and Mom would have to set the bucket on the cookstove to thaw, as there was no heat at night except a dab of fire in the fireplace which was banked for the night to keep it from going completely out.
Belated happy birthday to my youngest grandson Kyle Nottingham, who was two years old Jan. 20.
Vickie Power and I went to visit my daughter Anna Nottingham, Scott, and girls Sarah, Jessica, and Katelyn, and of course I got kisses and more kisses from Kyle.
You should see this rotten little boy. Anna will say, “Kyle, I see you! Don’t give Mommy’s kisses away!” Kyle will laugh and kiss me again and again.
Shirley and I went to Hunters Pizzeria in Middletown to see Evan Lanier & Bluegrass Band. Evan is 15 years old and is such a talented young man.
I called Les and Pat Wagner to see if they were going. It is always such a pleasure to be with this special group who are like family to me.
Pat wanted my book, “The Beauty of A Rose.” Pat kept picking it up and laying it back down. I swear she was like a little kid who couldn’t wait to play with a toy she just received.
Larry Hasty is having hip surgery so please keep him in your prayers. Larry and Becky’s daughter Polly was in a minor accident. She is banged up, and I am very glad it wasn’t more serious than it was.
Oh I just happened to think of something. I will be fickle and cheat on RR2 Bluegrass band with my favorite mandolin picker Gary Eldridge as once again another group Special Delivery with another favorite musician Tony Hale will be at Hunters Pizzeria.
If Greg Griffin, who is head honcho of RR2 Bluegrass Band, would get out more often I would be more faithful. Until then a girl has to do what a girl has to do
This band is too good to be put on a shelf and just play a few gigs locally. I am looking forward to their new CD, which should be released soon.
I talked to Betty and Doyle Ison for a little bit, and Betty is sure improving since her knee replacement.
Johnny and Ann Calihan are doing alright, and their daughter Sue Wagner finally was well enough to go back to her home in South Carolina. I know Ann misses Sue. While Sue was home, they enjoyed homemade fried apple pies.
Congratulations to Johnny and Ann on becoming great-grandparents
Also congratulations to someone else as I hear Hayward Day is going to be a great-grandpa. Kim, you still look like your mother. That is a private joke between Hayward, Kim and me.
Shirley Wells had eye surgery and is doing great
I finally had a long conversation with my sister-inlaw Wanda. I am going to quit using the term ‘in-law’ as Wanda is a sister to me.
Hello to Bob Akemon, and I hope you are feeling better.
Gwen Huff Farmer is anxiously waiting for spring time so she can get back in that garden.
I am getting this on its way. Until next time, Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email: Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, telephone: 513- 367-4682.