Springtime – a season of change, a season of hope, and a season of color. I’ve always looked forward to spring and its warmth and beauty. In Minnesota spring seems to condense and then open up all in a small time period. It’s as if you can literally watch the grass become green and the leaves pop out from the buds on the trees. Everything draws deep into the color palettes as Mother Nature wakes up from winter. One of my favorite flowers are tulips with all their styles and hues, colors and textures. They are the precursor to the abundance of late spring and summer and all the rich colors that follow. On a dreary day they can be the one bright spot in the garden. And on a sunny day they glow as their colors are set off by the warmth and brilliance of the sun.
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Pasque flowers for spring
Today is Easter – a day filled with promise, hope, and spring. Yet this year is not like other years. Many of us are celebrating the day without friends and family and without the many traditions that we have come to associate with Easter.
And usually Mother Nature is on board too, but that’s not the case in Minnesota today. I’m looking out the window at snow coming down and collecting on the grass and trees. When the temperature was 60 degrees yesterday I thought the 3-6 inches of predicted snow was wrong, but that just may hold true. Somewhere there are lovely small pasque flowers that are keeping their blossoms closed to protect themselves from the snow. They too know what’s necessary for survival. And yet I know spring will turn the corner, and these flowers will open up again and be thankful for the moisture and the sun. There is promise and hope.
The world’s turned upside down
The last few weeks have brought a world of differences to many of us — a new physical view from the inside looking out; a new vocabulary that includes medical terms of pandemics, viruses, curves, ventilators, and COVID-19; an appreciation for things that previously we’d taken for granted; and a feeling that the world’s turned upside down. With the barrage of news and seemingly constant updates it’s hard to look too far forward. Like many, I’m trying to take things one day at a time. Today the sun is shining and there are signs of spring outside my windows. The birds are migrating back into our area and their calling hangs in the air. There are people walking in the neighborhood and soaking up the sun’s warmth. There’s a young girl that’s riding her small bike next to her dad who is running; they’re chatting and singing as they go by. Sometime ahead the tulips will be blooming here in Minnesota. Somewhere ahead, the struggling and the uncertainty we’re dealing with now will be behind us. Somewhere ahead I’m hoping we will have learned lessons from this time; perhaps we’ll appreciate the beauty all around us – in nature, in family, and the people we interact with. And somewhere ahead I’m hoping our world will no longer seem to be upside down, but instead will be more kind.
An imposed change of plans
The past two weeks have humbled me quite unexpectedly. I took a bad slip on a frozen sidewalk and landed on my right leg and ankle. A ride with the EMT’s took me to the local trauma hospital’s emergency room and a set of x-rays were taken. Turned out I’d dislocated the ankle and had a trimalleolar fracture with breaks in three bones. Surgery was scheduled the next day and I came out with plates, screws, wires and lots of hardware holding all those bones together. Yesterday the plaster splint was removed and I got to see the results of the good surgeon’s work. Luckily the breaks are healing and the stitches on both sides of my ankle were removed. I’m now in a boot keeping my ankle immobile, but I cannot put any weight on the foot. I’ve learned many lessons in these two weeks and some that I’m still learning. Patience and slowing down are essential now — I couldn’t rush to do anything if I wanted to. I’m unable to put any weight on my right leg, so I’m reliant on the walker to give me the support I need when I’m upright. Friends and family are wonderful — flowers, phone calls, text messages, gifts, food, and visits have all brightened my days and given me something else to focus on. I appreciate our medical system, doctors, nurses, assistants, PCA’s, EMT’s — I’ve been treated and taken care of by people who were smart, experienced, knowledgeable, and kind. People who saw to my comfort and needs as they were dealing with many other patients too. Yes, I’m not happy with the broken leg and the distant horizon of the end of May before I can walk “normally.” But the past two weeks have given me a different perspective on the things that I have taken for granted so many times in the past – something as simple as walking, getting outside to enjoy the fresh air, and the people who I am lucky enough to call family and friends.
Snow sculptures at the Saint Paul Winter Carnival
We are in the midst of the coolest celebration on earth – the Saint Paul Winter Carnival. One of my favorite events to attend is the snow sculptures. Teams work for hours taking a huge block of compacted snow and cutting and carving and sculpting it into a work of art. In years past I’ve only seen the sculptures after they were completed, but this year I decided to take in the actual carving. I found some teams with elaborate hand drawn sketches and plans for their sculpture, and other teams that had small dolls or toys that they were using for their design. The tools, measurements, and time that go into these works of art is amazing. The temperatures have been warmer than usual which created some challenges for the sculpting but the end results are always amazing.
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