Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Green Acres is the place to be! “farm living is the life for me...” • First, let me say I did not like the TV show “Green Acres.” Got on my nerves then and gets on my nerves worse now! However (isn’t there always a however or but), I may have to hang a “Green Acres” sign at the top of the driveway. We’ve always had animals, even when we lived in Memphis, Tenn. We had dogs and cats. You know, regular animals. My
grandchildren are so fortunate to have found themselves some
extraordinary “adopted” grandparents. Sonny and Marion Pryor, whom I’ve
written about many times, have perhaps the biggest hearts I’ve ever
seen. Sunday after church, as we celebrated
youngest granddaughter’s birthday at TWW (Time Well Wasted) I got to
hear the entire story about how Remy came to have rabbits for her
birthday. Seems like someone Marion knew had
extra rabbits and would keep them until Marion needed them. I can’t
remember the whole story, as I was eating grilled hot dogs at the time
and was a lot more interested in that. Wednesday
night, Remy’s “real” birthday (she was finally 13 — she’s waited
forever to be a “real” teenager), Nana and Papa drove down our driveway
and made a hit and run delivery. I didn’t even know they’d been there
until girls came straggling in the house carrying bunny rabbits! Nana
found the rabbits, Papa built a hutch and they brought all of it and
set it up in daughter Dana’s front yard — right next to the chickens
and coop that had been delivered for oldest granddaughter Mere’s
birthday last month. Mere had always wanted chickens. Remy has always wanted a rabbit. We
now have Donkee (my donkey that came from Sonny and Marion); Prince
Charming and his two feathery “ladies,” who deliver eggs faithfully
every morning; and now, Frito (the boy bunny) and Freda (the girl
bunny). That’s along with assorted horses, dogs and cats. Let
me hasten to say here — I don’t want a pig of any sort! I remember a
pig running around on “Green Acres,” and they can keep it! Although, my
late cousin Carolyn had a Vietnamese pot-bellied pig that was really
cute. • My sister Jackie lives in the bootheel of
Missouri — too close for comfort to the levy/dam at Cairo, Ill., that
was blown up for flood control. I’m not sure how close Joplin, Mo., is
to Aniston, Mo., but it took me forever to get her on the phone the
other day. She’s OK. No damage or injuries in her area. Add Missouri to our Mississippi prayers... |