SharivilleLife stories from Shari

Well yesterday was an interesting day.  First we went further into Mammoth Park to the Green River.  Along the Green River Rd we encountered a sign that said “this road ends in water”, and it did, there was the Green River Ferry taking autos across the river both ways.  Very interesting.  There are two such Ferrie’s in the park.  We didn’t cross then, maybe later before we leave here.  The Green River is suppose to have 82 fish species and also some very very endangered freshwater muscles.  I didn’t even know about fresh water muscles.

This park is largely wooded.  Beech trees and yellow poplar and  sugar maples, along the river area and white and black oakes, and hickories along the upper sloaps. I looked into that because I was interested in the different colored trees.  They are quite different from the west coast. We have seen many deer and wild turkeys and got some pictures of them.  They even have Red Cardinals here and there is not a prettier bird.

After a very nice drive I had talked Jerry into a little trip to the ER at Caverna Hospital.  It seemed to me he had some labored breathing and I had noticed some wheezing during the night. He got the cutest little female doctor, with a true Kentucky drawl.  First thing she said when she came into the room was, ” we are going to get you taken care of.”  They were all so positive and kind there, so Jerry didn’t freak out. In the end he was glad he went in, cause he got it in the end..  It seems that cold he had never went away only truned into brochitis just like last year.  So after a shot in the butt, antibiotics and prednisone we were on our way. At first I thought well more bad luck,………….but, then I think about it, it could just have well happened while we were home doing nothing, instead of here doing everything. So, with a couple of days rest and the meds he will be a new man. We have extended here until the end of the week and believe me it’s a beautiful place to spend some extra time.

The cats are enjoying the new place too.  So much so that the other morning about 2 AM something woke me up.  I could hear the heater running but above that was a tiny meow.  So, upon counting heads, Sophie was among the missing.  I called, even opened the door thinking maybe she had slipped out somehow, no Sophie.  I opened the closets, looked everywhere, knowing she’s the one for sure to come when I call her, and finally I pulled open the big drawer where we keep the crackers and cookies and out popped Sophie like nothing was wrong.  These cats keep life interesting at times.

In one of my previous blogs I mistakenly call Amish people Mennenites , when in reality they were Amish, Judy Lou called my attention to it and she was right.  I did get them mixed up.  Judy knows these things because she lived in Ohio where there are lots of Amish people.

We took some pictures of tobacco fields and old barns with tobacco drying in them.  I haven’t seen that since I was here in 1958, visiting my moonshining, tobacco growing kin folks, who I can’t even find anymore.  I think the revenuers finally caught up to them.  Well so much for that……….more later in the week after a couple days of rest.        Hugs….. S and J