Rural Reflections

I’m not a “stuff” person. I prize good character and creativity and don’t judge people’s value based on their cash value. There are some material things I do prize, although they probably are not worth a lot of money. I want to talk about these little treasures this week. Most of my treasures were owned once by someone I know, without this relationship the item would not be worth much to me. I think my treasures prove how items which are present during shared experiences can draw us together on an emotional level.

I want to understand the weather. I think my grandparents on the Zavoral side did, too. They had a weather station that I remember seeing at their house on South Saint Paul Avenue. I can see myself looking at the weather station when I was a little boy. I remember wondering how the mechanism worked. The weather station sat next to an ashtray shaped like a fish. Both of those items now sit at our house, the weather station makes sense but the ashtray is a mystery as I don’t even smoke. I guess the ashtray just takes me back to the mid-seventies and makes me feel good. I use the weather station in tandem with a modern, electrical version.

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