March 30, 1986
Another Sunday p.m. ride in Lucas and Wayne Counties. Charles Prior and myself went as George stayed home due to his sister’s death. We zigzagged back and forth and wound up north of Promise City at the buffalo farm. There are now twenty-two adults that we saw and two young. Owner just does it for enjoyment. They usually butcher one each winter. I warn you they do not smell like roses. In the Colyn area we saw many Canada geese along the roadside. Many coots, canvas backs, teals. West of Highway 14 along Wolf Creek we saw a flock of wild turkeys in a corn stubble field. They crossed the road majestically in front of us. Many pheasants were sighted, too. The first thing we did Sunday p.m. was head for a hillside east of town to see if the flowers, snow trillium were out. They were and the north slope was white. Very fragrant and they often come up throught the snow. More next week.
Some more thoughts about Hortense in earlier days. Her Grandfather Parr lived with them. He was an avid gardener. He would go by our home place to get to his garden which was at the end of Ashland Avenue along the C.B. & Q. Railroad tracks. Now the Great Northern tracks. He always pushed a wheelbarrow to and from the garden. My brother Joe and muself used to tease him but Mother caught up with that and spoke to us with her hand. That put an end to that. Now if we couldn’t tease him, why not be friends? We did this and got many a free ride in the wheelbarrow. The reason I tell this is that almost every morning and late evening Hortense would come to meet him. It was a very close-knit family. Another chapter on Hortense next week.
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