Archive for the ‘Blue Zones’ Category
Most cities in North-East Iowa tied or set records for the most days with Below Zero temperatures this winter. We are really ready for spring! Even yardwork picking up fallen sticks and branches is a Blue Zone experience.
Not all of the ice and snow drifts are gone yet. But the male birds are on solar time, and they are singing up a storm as they stake their claim to enough territory to sustain a family this summer.
My staff is watching the Decorah, IA, eagle-cam which shows the first chick has hatched. This is smart pair of birds. They built their nest a short flight from the Iowa Trout Hatchery. This is their seventh year of easy fishing.
Connecting with the natural world is always a Blue Zone. Spring is “green things springing from the dead earth”. Enjoy.
Jay Ginther, MD
I sympathize with my relatives and former neighbors in New Jersey, Connecticut, and especially New York City. Record lows, record low wind chills, and record snowfalls are not fun, especially in the city. In Iowa temperatures have fallen to the minus 20s and wind chills have reached minus 45 over the last 2 days. But we still have nature to enjoy.
The bird feeders outside our breakfast-dining area windows have been nature central. Raspberry colored house finches, black and white chickadees, blue jays, red-bellied woodpeckers, slate colored juncos, goldfinches, downey woodpeckers, cardinals, and nuthatches all need extra calories in this cold.
Family is one of the pillars of “The Blue Zones”. We started with my wife’s extended family gathering at our home this year. Each of her siblings had grandchildren in attendance. The Santa thing was the only time we did not have total chaos among the youngest generation.
The next morning our daughter and her husband headed back to prepare for Christmas at her house without three year old RJ “the Tornado”. He stayed with us. I took him to the Phelps Youth Pavilion for over 2 hours, which left us both in need of a nap. The next day Grammy helped RJ make his special banana bread. (Only RJ, Grammy and Uncle Alex can make special banana bread.)
We arrived in Minneapolis in time for Christmas Eve service. RJ and Gwen shared their mother’s lap, briefly. Christmas Day included in-laws and the highlight for all. Enticed by crinkly paper, 6 month old Gwen crawled for the first time – over ten feet in all. Mama beware, she’s mobile!
Home Alone again after a 5-day whirlwind, we are exhausted. And happy. We can’t wait to see them again.
Jay Ginther, MD
11th hour, 11th day, 11th month of 1918. Suddenly the shelling stopped. Silence. Peace after more than 4 years of the “War to End All Wars”.
Now we call it Veterans’ Day in honor of those who served in all wars. They put their lives at risk for the sake of their nation. Many came home with wounds that never fully healed, including the nightmares. Some failed to come home at all, except in a box.
I served in the medical corps. I salute those who served on the line. And I thank them for their sacrifice. To all members of the military past and present: Thank you for serving!
Jay Ginther, MD