wednesday's words and wanderings and wonderings

Whenever I fly, I always try to get a window seat. I love to look out the window at the clouds and the changing landforms. I'm not claustrophobic but window views take away the fact that I'm jammed in a tin can with lots of other people.

The views below are of Cincinnati, Ohio and the Ohio River which forms the border between Ohio and Kentucky. Six bridges connect the two river of cities Cincinnati and Newport, Kentucky. Going from top to bottom:

• Daniel Carter Beard Bridge, aka The Big Mac Bridge
• Louisville & Nashville RR Bridge, aka The Purple People Bridge. Hard to tell, but the bridge is purple
• Taylor-Southgate Bridge 
• John R Roebling Suspension Bridge, This bridge was the prototype for the Brooklyn Bridge
• Clay Wade Bailey Bridge
• Brent Spence Bridge

The Ohio River is busy. Regular barge traffic carries carries of oil, steel, and other industrial goods produced in the region. 

License plates with catchy messages catch my eye. This one in the airport parking lot is fun. I wonder where this great escape took its car's owners?

More signs that spring is on its way...Daffodils at the daffodil house are poking out of the ground. Tens of thousands of bright yellow daffodils will brighten the hillsides of this gorgeous home. Yes, a future post is in the making. We have had some beautiful sunsets and sunrises. I love that the sunsets are getting later and later and the sunrises are earlier. The days are getting longer.

I've been spending a lot of time at my kitchen window watching the birds come to my bird feeder. A red bellied woodpecker, blue birds, and many others frequent this feeding spot. I need to find a bird identification app because lots of feathered friend have come to feast!

On Monday, a New York Times article reported on the Legacy on Ice, a skating event held in honor of the skaters who died in the crash over the Potomac River. It was held at the Capitol One Arena in Washington D.C. and proceeds from this performance go to the families of those who died. The skating community is a close knit one and everyone who skated did it out of love and to help themselves and others heal. The skaters cried during their routines and I cried while reading the article. What a tragedy,

Lastly, on Monday my son announced in the family chat that he got Wordle on the first try! What a way to start the week. He will end the week with an even bigger accomplishment, the birth of his daughter. Todd and I are heading to Cleveland today so the soon-to-be-parents of two can have their last date night night before the baby is born.