Lebanon Reporter

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February 27, 2014

There's a spring in our steps because spring is nearly here

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Springtime also meant lots of flooding of the surrounding fields and highways. Our lengthy driveway was not left out when it came to high water. Many times there would be more than a foot of murky water covering most of our gravel driveway. It was a great place to sail a boat or launch a toy submarine. If I got tired of playing captain of my own vessel, I would get out my shiny, green and silver bike and ride as fast as I could peddle, until I splashed into the deepest part of my make-believe Panama Canal. Unfortunately, if the water was too deep, I usually found myself crashing into the murky depths, completely covered from head to foot in muck and mire. That always meant a trip to the garden hose to give myself a good cleaning before I could enter the house and take a shower. Not only did the water cover the drive, but there would also be several inches of water flowing through the tall weeds and grasses that bordered driveway. Instead of looking like central Indiana, our property began to take on the appearance of some dark, dank swamp in southern Louisiana. I just knew that gigantic reptiles of all sorts were waiting to catch a small boy off guard and devour him, leaving his parents wondering what happened to the kid that always tracked in most of the “the great outdoors.”It’s nearly March and I am beginning to wonder if it will come in like a lion or a lamb. With the way this winter has been, I can imagine that it will come in like a dangerously famished lion with a roar so loud that it will wake up the dead. March means basketball sectionals, which also used to translate into lots of snow. Besides sectionals, the third month on the calendar usually comes with a lot of wind, which means that it is kite-flying season. Sometimes when it was time to come in for the night, I would tie off my kite to a stake or small tree. It was always interesting to note that many times the wind had shifted sending my kite in a totally different direction from where it had been the night before. My imagination would many times carry me high atop that diamond-shaped airship. I would pretend that I was soaring high over the treetops, which allowed me to see for miles in every direction. Suddenly, I would be snapped back to reality just as the nose of my kite came crashing back to Earth. Repairing any damage, I would once again let my imagination launch me into a make-believe world that only little boys could imagine.

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