I find found myself looking at my surroundings in a different way recently. For one the seasons are so wild right now, hardly is there a plant that knows what to do with itself with the unusual weather.
My rosebush decided to randomly up and bloom in November. Deep purple/pink blooms and deep green leaves, while meanwhile everything else is dead or dying.

If that wasn’t odd enough my small town of Oakland Md. has a small…scratch that…huge problem with crows. It’s been the last couple of weeks but the skies near the old town graveyard are simply black with them. They fly in huge flocks that number in the thousands. We once had a news write up about it. The town tries to get rid of them with odd piped–in sounds of birds that crows fear.

I don’t think it works much. I like to joke that Alfred Hitchcock would feel quite at home. But it puts some people on edge as they say they’re a bad omen. I just think they’re a frightening sight to behold as a huge dark mass.

But I think roses and blackbirds are just some simple things next to the oddness that is life. How is it that someone I knew so well in high school, who was so promising and smart now has to fight for her life?

My friend Emily has Hodgkin’s disease, and what I’m tying to understand is not why…. but what it is about life that so many things depend on the luck of the draw?
Here she is in her very young prime of only nineteen years old, and while I know that the odds are in her favor of survival, they caught the disease late, so that complicates things.
It can cause other cancers too even after remission, not to mention heart disease.

Today she was in a wheelchair too weak to walk, I ran into her at a store. I barely recognized her not to mention I had no idea she’d been ill.

I was so unsure what to say, cancer is by far the foulest thing that ever existed, it cheats people out of their lives. My father wasn’t strong enough to fight it, and I went through the fear of having cervical cancer myself.
I just hugged her…

I’ve wanted for a while to go into volunteer work for the children’s cancer wards at the three hospitals in Morgantown. They’ve asked me to come and do some theater stuff, making masks or working with the puppets, but I wasn’t sure if I would be strong enough. I can’t stand to see anyone in pain, but if I could make a day brighter…well, wouldn’t that be something?

Now....if the weather could just make up it's mind whether it's spring or fall I would be grateful....and so would my rosebush.

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