Where is the time going? It seems like I am on a fast moving train, time is the engineer, it won’t let me off, yet I am not going anywhere! This year is passing by so fast. Why it seems not long ago it was just Christmas, and now here it is in May!
Could be because it still feels like winter even though flowers are blooming, trees are leafed out, and the grass is growing. It is a beautiful time of year as everything has come to life once again!
Thursday morning, my car was frozen over as we had a hard frost. I had to turn the furnace on for a couple of days this week. Actually it is a lot warmer sometimes outside than in the house. I wonder if this frost will hurt the fruit trees. My irises and poppies are so pretty. Southern Ohio
I hope each mother and grandmother had a special day for Mother’s Day! It is just another day for me.
As I was doing some ironing I let my brain travel back to my childhood days once again, of the sacrifices that Mommy and other women made through the years, washing on the board and then standing ironing on a table with a quilt for a pad and a sheet over that!
I remember Minnie Whitaker taking the time to teach me how to iron. Minnie was the first person that I knew who had an ironing board. Minnie taught me how to iron pillowcases, then she taught me how to iron her husband George Whitaker’s white shirts. I liked ironing then, and I still do now!
Sometimes I will be in a crowd of people and I will see a wrinkled garment that someone has put on, and I will think how much neater that would be if pressed. When I worked at J.C. Penney Outlet, a couple of the managers knew that I couldn’t stand wrinkles and they would tease me about wanting to take the clothes home and press them.
I have seen Mommy press her sheets after taking them off the clothesline. Now if only I could find a way to get rid of wrinkles on my face!
Thursday morning, my son-in-law Scott Nottingham had extensive surgery on his neck at Christ Hospital. He had three or four disks messed up. Some had to be fused and one had somehow managed to pinch Scott’s spinal cord. Scott has been in an awful lot of pain for the past few weeks. Maybe after all the soreness goes away he will find some relief. My daughter Anna Nottingham said they had to cut Scott from the front of his neck and push the vocal chords aside in order to get to the disks.
I finally spent some time with baby Kyle, who puckered up and cried when I picked him up. I felt like crying just watching him. Kyle really is growing fast.
Anna baby-sits with two babies besides taking care of Kyle. She has her hands full. I have done the same thing years ago. I arrived at Anna’s in just enough time to see Sarah, Jessica and Katelyn before they had to go to school.
I cut a bunch of my irises and took them to Anna for a Mother’s Day bouquet. I didn’t realize that is her favorite flower also. The irises I bought from my favorite bluegrass fiddle player Marvin Davis are getting ready to bloom.
At my son Keith Ballard’s apartment you should see how pretty it is, snow white iris blooms all around the apartment building. Keith did the landscaping. These will bloom again this fall and when the snow is coming there will still be a few blooms.
Gwen Huff Farmer is still having trouble with her computer. I hope she gets it straightened out soon. Gwen is really enjoying her fresh vegetables from her garden. It has been so wet Gwen hasn’t been able to get to plant some things.
Gwen and I listened to bluegrass music on WDVX in Knoxville, Tenn., then Shirley Wells joined us. It was a lot of fun to listen music together from three different locations.
I haven’t talked to Ann Calihan this week so I hope her family is doing alright.
It has been such bad weather in this area, I parked my car Sunday evening and wasn’t out until Wednesday. I had to go to the doctor or I wouldn’t have gotten out then.
I did talk to Polly Maucher for a few minutes. She sends her love to all her family in the mountains, and big hello to Frick and Frack.
I got an email from Phyllis Caudill. I hope her daughter is feeling better. No matter how old we get or more to the point no matter how old our children get, we still worry about them when they are having problems.
My brother Richie Hall hasn’t been feeling very well for the past few days. Wanda just keeps on going full speed.
I talked to my brother Jerry Hall for a little while. Mattie had walked to the store.
Hello to my sister Loretta Church and my brother Wallace Lee Hall in Letcher Manor.
I haven’t heard anything from Carl Boggs in a while. I hope he and his family are getting along alright.
I am sorry this column isn’t very good this time. I am just too tired to think, much less write. I have to go back to the specialist to have my iron checked again. I am tired of being so worn out all the time. Sometimes I am in the bed by eight o’clock. Just a few months ago I could dance part of the night and never get tired.
I miss my little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold as I haven’t spent much time with him lately. I haven’t been to the Coon Hunter’s Club in a few weeks, so you know I’m not up to par. I still haven’t gotten the energy to go see Betty and Doyle Ison.
Hello to Sis and Ralph in Michigan. Linda Whitaker Day, I sure hope you are feeling better. Hello to Cenia Faye.
So until next time. Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, telephone 513- 367-4682.