Pride Cometh Before the Pollen…

” No No… Not Pollen on my beautiful ” Surcie” … I have kept her so bright and shiny since the Christmas gift… detailing my car!”

Dear Reader:

I went out to my car yesterday and my ” beautiful ” day turned yellow gray! Pollen had fallen silently and sneakily during the night! Surely it was too soon for pollen but then Mother Nature has been quite baffling all year and the Lowcountry has been very fortunate to have missed the devastating destruction found in so many regions of our country. I began to feel small and petty… so instead of pouting…I started ” windexing” Surcie!

This weekend is supposed to turn cold again and be pretty much a ‘ wash-out’ but thankfully yesterday … the sun was breaking through and warm temperatures had me anxious to finish my errands and work some more outside… getting rid of dead debris and starting to add a little more color to the garden!

I stared at the lilies and knew I would need to bring them back on the porch to protect them from predicted heavy rain and wind.

I will be leaving in the rain this morning to deliver Valentines to the grandchildren and watch Lachlan play basketball 🏀! So I spent yesterday getting everything ready to go and then putting it in the car while it was still dry!

I have started ( this early growing season) realizing that many times the most beautiful blooms are popping up on the smallest plants and not the larger shrubs and bushes… like azaleas.

Last year I almost pulled this azalea ” stick” up… the other bushes Doodle had helped plant back in 2013 were large and thriving last year. But this one single ” stick” this year is holding more azalea buds and blossoms than all the ” big azalea bushes put together!” Go figure!

Isn’t this also true of humans? We might feel sometimes that we must be really ” late bloomers” … that everyone else seems to be ” with the program” and moving rapidly up the ladder of success ( blossoming along the way) while we feel like the lone azalea ” stick” stuck in a perpetual waiting zone to bloom… even just to survive.

So until tomorrow… But now ” who’s blooming” and ahead of the pack. We all have our moments in the sun… don’t worry… be happy”… that moment is coming!

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

I think we can change ” Names” to Numbers” while reading this Twain quote… ” Numbers are not always what they seem.”

In reference to supposedly this year’s ” special” February calendar, Jackson checked out the 2022 and 2021 February calendars ( out of curiosity) to see how this year’s calendar was different ( according to the idea that seven workdays would each appear four times within the month) Both 2022 and 2021 calendars had the same pattern… so then why would we have to wait over 800 years to see something already showing up right now and in the short past annually …the same???

Something obviously was not adding up. ( Leap year when February has an extra day-February 29-would be the only exception to the standard February calendar…and even that happens continuously over a small amount of time… happening many times within an average human lifespan.

So in the immortal words of Bugs Bunny…

What’s Up Doc?

And we need to always remember we don’t have to wait on a day to make it special… we get to do it every single day… including Valentines Day!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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