A ” Wonder” Amid a Wacky Windy Weather Day

Dear Reader:

I must confess! Yesterday was not my favorite day! Sorry… but true …though a God Wink helped save it.

Ferocious winds woke me up before dawn and light. The wind ” crescendos” were terrifying-I could hear a branch fall in the distance and feared a whole tree coming down. ( I still have a bad case of ” Hugo-it is” … Hurricane Hugo) I have never liked strong winds since.

I finally got brave around 9:00 am and ventured out on the porch to check on Big Red ( the geranium) and to turn the porch lantern light off. It was then I saw it… a beautiful moth pulled on to the porch by the lantern light ( probably while still dark)

I could only imagine-like a lighthouse beacon of light ushering ships on to safer terrain from rough storms at sea-the poor moth saw the light by the front porch window and was clinging to safety. A refugee from the storm. It was beautiful.

I immediately shared the picture with an ole’ teaching colleague and friend, Cindy Ashley, because she was a marvelous science teacher and really into moths and butterflies.

None of her sources looked exactly like it but one app suggested it was a ” Tulip Tree Beauty.” I sent the same picture to my neighbor-Vickie/and she agreed with Cindy-but there was one other picture that closely resembled it too-the ” Somber Carpet Moth” ( I wonder who thinks up these names? )

*** As of writing this post mid-afternoon yesterday ” Somber Tulip” is still resting on the front window pane.. I have said a little prayer she survives this and can leave when the winds finally die down)

I kept falling asleep on and off yesterday afternoon since the wind had awoken me so early… I had the television volume on low and could just barely hear it… but groggily heard a PBS quote that I repeated several times to remember it.

A quiet hour means more to you than anything you can do in it.” ( Relieved my guilt for sleeping through it)

While fixing lunch another author/ doctor/: speaker came on and he was talking about ” Nature Deficit Disorder ” in children. Up until a hundred years ago childhood and nature were synonymous. Today parents are having a harder time getting their children off computers and video/ simulated games to play outside. This situation is causing all kinds of health problems -physical, mental, and emotional.

Even though my grandchildren do love video games they all love the outdoors-at my house it’s climbing in the treehouse, the rope swing, and their first climbing tree-the pear tree in the front yard.

Eva Cate started it all-when these photos were taken she had no other cousins-they were still in the distant future
Jake has always been the nature boy-loves bugs and every creeping animal, can fish for hours by himself and is curious about all living things
Years later… cousin Rutledge would be climbing trees with her.

Lachlan is the gymnast and can flip forward and backwards repeatedly to entertain the others -he is also our St Patrick Day birthday boy-coming up this week! ***Birthday picture when he was two on St Paddy’s Day!

Since all the grandchildren play sports or dance … like Eloise-they enjoy 🎾 💃 ⚽️ 🏈 🏀 the outdoors even more…

Eloise loves cleaning the outdoor fairies in the fountain in my backyard garden

So until tomorrow…. ” Wonder is the first of all passions” -Let nature and her never-ending abundance of wonders transform this generation of children too!

Despite the strong winds and downward temperature pattern ( chillier by the hour) two little flowers bravely opened ” their eyes” for the very first time. The wonder of life!

Today IS my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to A ” Wonder” Amid a Wacky Windy Weather Day

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Love!!! The quote …especially since I always fe guilty when I sit down…

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