Traipsin’ Round

Lynne Cunningham

Spring has sprung… sort of. The daffodils have come and gone, but the bearded iris are showing their colors and dogwood branches out from pale, pale green to white. I love the snowballs when they first make a ball, deep chartreuse, then pure snow white. It was one of Mother’s favs in the spring. We’ve had our warm-up. Now we’re back to cooler temps, temporarily. Maybe this is our pre-Easter Cold Snap.

Daffodils in fabric at the Stitchery Guild

Daffodils in fabric at the Stitchery Guild

Deer in fabric at the Stitchery Guild

Deer in fabric at the Stitchery Guild

Rebecca and Jared Farquhar

Rebecca and Jared Farquhar

Cunningham testing out a motorcycle for comfort

Cunningham testing out a motorcycle for comfort

Master Teacher  Pat Sims with a pupil.

Master Teacher Pat Sims with a pupil.

The Columbus pilgrimage of homes and gardens is in full swing now but the Columbus Air Force Base drew all the attention when the roaring U.S. Air Force Thunderbirds made their appearance at the annual Base Air Show. Cars streamed onto the base grounds from Highway 373 and were directed to a parking place along one of the runways in the landing/take-off area. When have you driven your private vehicle along the broad black line-up strip of an active airport lately? A shuttle bus meandered feebly between the rows of parked cars delivering bright-eyed kids and giggly adults to the entryway. Loose searches were made for weapons. After all this is a U.S. Military Installation. But beyond the gate/entryway lay a carnival scenario where inflated slides and fantasy houses “were blown-up” for the kids’ delight; popcorn stands, lemonade, pretzel bars and corndogs just for the askin’ (and payin’). The sun was out but the temps were chilly, especially for ice cream and lemonade. One massive guppy aircraft was the centerpiece of the aircraft display along with petite fighter jets, a Blackhawk, a Huey helicopter and a transport with U.S. Air Force personnel walking around on a wing to show off its giant size. Amazing. Featured right along side the aircraft was an earth bound icon, The Thunderbird Car (think Ford or is it Lamborghini?)

Finally the Thunderbirds (aircraft) took off like a herd of turtles huffing and puffing, their jet streams sounding like several freight trains. Kids shouting “Look Daddy,” birds fluttering to get out of the way of the back swoop of wind, and excitement galore. The six Thunderbirds were painted white with a red stripe on the tail. Against the sky their silhouette looked like a giant golf Tee with a mini-tee stuck in the middle of the larger one.

The Stitchery Guild of Jackson held their annual retreat at Lake Tia O’Khata. Juanita Hight had the inspiration and inclination to encourage them to come one year and the rest is history. Thanks to Juanita. Our own Pat Sims was the master class instructor in the craft of hooking making designs from small strips of fabric. About 35 ladies enjoyed 3 days of doing their needlework and handcrafts together.

“In the spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts…” of wine, women, and song. That’s exactly the philosophy of the “Singin’ Meanies” (my personal appellation 4 them) from Yale University, The Whiffenpoofs, songsters par excellance! Traveling all over the known world they made a stop in our fair state at Jackson and Natchez. One of their number (14 young and hearty men), Conner Buechler, is a Jackson boy and in deference to him we were given a golden opportunity to hear their wonderful voices in blend and musical magic. Their close harmony and outrageous antics made the evening concert at St. Andrew Cathedral a memorable delight. I made a big effort to go ‘cause my daddy and his siblings loved to gather round the piano and sing “we’re poor little lambs who have gone astray, ba-ba-ba.” I couldn’t figure out those words for years until I became old enough to know what a student’s drinking song was like in Student Prince – European style.

Gladys Triplett had reason to feel very proud at the celebration of Frist Presbyterian’s 175th Celebration cause she had all her clan gathered and put into full gear of participation. Son Mike and his wife Betty sang in the special choir for the morning worship service. Daughter Rebecca, and Gladys’ grandchildren, Sarah and Philip, also sang including Philip’s wife, Brandy. Two more Trips in the choir were Holly and John who now live in Meridian. Gladys’ son Greg and his wife Mary came over from Atlanta for the celebration. Rebecca’s husband, Jared Farquhar, dressed in full Scottish regalia played the bagpipes and Steve Palmer marked out time on snare drum. The Presbyterian congregation was founded in 1845 by the pioneers of generally Scot-Irish descent who were of the Protestant persuasion up against the Anglican Church, The Church of England, founded by King Henry VIII.

Edna and Terrell Bell have some beautiful flowering trees in their yard, dogwood and fruit trees. The deep red bloom of one is between a deep pink and red which is not often seen in spring flora. Another plant blooming in this season is obviously on a vine in the trees and bushes with a small yellow bloom and no leaves yet. It seems to be common along the highways in our area draped over tree limbs as if someone spread a scarf or sheet out to dry.

Traipsin’ down to Clinton, LA, below Amite County, Miss. I saw gobs of azaleas in bloom, wisteria hanging like grapes from a basket, and black Angus cattle grazing in the lush green grass. It looked like pictures I’ve seen of Ireland where everything you see is green… except the sheep.

A friend invited me to visit and attend a spring festival in Jackson, LA. There were some homes and buildings on tour and an annual Antiques Sale put on as a fund raiser. Vendors from Baton Rouge, Natchez, and New Orleans show their wares. Funny thing, I ran into some cousins from Miss. down there. My cousin, Emma Dean Catledge’s grandson, Paul Younger and his bride, Laurin were doing some shopping and looking. She is Shirley Hughes’ niece and they live in Madison. We exchanged family news and ate a scrumptious bowl of Gumbo with rice and succulent pecan pie offered at a special lunch shop set up for the festival.

The Life is a Stitch group held another successful workshop recently and provided an excellent opportunity for beginners and intermediates to get one-on-one guidance for more advanced levels. They meet every Thursday for lunch and stitchery/knitting action. Call Rebecca Garavett for time and place.