Spring has sprung

How wonderful is it to see green grass... and I mean really really green.  My yard is like a park thanks to hubby's early feeding with fertilizer and most things have leafed out and look happy and healthy.  I say most because the Crimson Maple in my front yard is not happy... not happy at all !  I am not sure what it is trying to tell me other than with the wet year we had last year and the frost that came while leaves were still on the tree, well, I just hope it doesn't die !  I can't believe we drowned it with kindness as it is 3 years old now.  I feel like a parent and that somehow I have not been responsible in it's caretaking.  Sigh.  And, in the backyard an equally unhappy grafted Lilac tree which didn't seem to bud out at all.  Everything else is happy and blooms have started to pop.

In my constant world of genealogy hunger, I have set some goals and plans into action.  I have a book idea and am looking for input in all the right places.  The internet is a great networking tool and I hope to reach out for others to tell their story as well. That will be a topic for another blog as things unfold.

I read a little blurb tonight about the last century and it is truly amazing how far we have come in 100 years.
My husband and I were just talking the other night about the first color TV and eight track players and some of the various other changes we had seen in 50 years.  It seems like we are quantifying yearly and the internet is feeding our curiousity and teaching us new things about ourselves and each other.  I have always hungered for a mechanism like tv to be a learning tool instead of a mere entertainment and finally we can watch documentaries and learning shows at any hour of the day.  Not to mention Youtube, skyping with friends and constant monitoring of everyone via Facebook.  We can take pictures on our cellphones, or even videos , when we feel that we need to record something critical like.... a grandson's motocross race, and broadcast it to our world of contacts and beyond.  Of course, with this diversity come another learning curve.  Luckily for me I have always been fed by an endless curiousity and try my best to explore the world available at our monitor.

If our ancestors could see us now, as they made their candles from tallow, washed in a washbasin , scrubbed their clothes by hand and hung them on the clothesline.  They would truly think they were on another planet wouldn't they?