That Dan Fogleberg song "Run for the Roses" keeps going thru my mind today. I always really look forward to the Kentucky Derby. It's a great event. Lots of tradition, great style and althought I am not as much a horse person as I am a dog person, still I think they are beautiful animals. I almost worked in Lexington once, The station was right across the street from a horse farm. When I watched the race on Saturday, my mind kept going to the same thought of "Don't let anything happen". Seeing Eight Belles on the ground at the end of the race, I was hoping that it was only something minor. I like that song so much, because it's not just a song about horses, it's about destiny and doing the thing you were born to do. When everything works, it's a beautiful thing to see. When everything does not, it ends up like it did on Saturday. It's not supposed to happen that way.
I am sure you noticed this little trick of nature too, the older you get, the faster the season seem to swim by. I always (at least try) to find something enjoyable at every different time of the year. I am sure I would never want to live somewhere where the seasons stay the same all year. I am too used to the change. But If I had to pick a favorite, it would definately be this season, Spring. I love to watch the transition from Winter, I enjoy the change when everything starts to "green up"...and for that matter "dry up" too. The furnace stays off and you don't need the airconditoning. For my money, I'll take Springtime. Fall time is nice too, but both seasons are a promise.
They are a whisper of the change that rides the wind. It can really be tough to argue with what lies ahead after the Spring. And I love that earthy-blossom filled smell that you catch these days and you can't beat those birds singing in the morning.
I was at the Joe Kaluza benefit this Sunday past. It was really a heart warming event. For all the complaining that goes on about our area, I think we are at our best when things are at their worst. It was indeed touching that so many people came to the South Avenue KFC store and waited for at least an hour for an order, when the really easy thing to do would have been just to drop off some money in the collection can. But there is something very moving in the Joe Kaluza story. Something that genuinely touches the heart. That old line about us being at our best when things are at their worst really does hold true!
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