When I was a kid I loved playing Pick Up Sticks. I guess because I could challenge myself not to move the sticks, but since I was playing
by myself if I did move one I got an automatic do-over. It was one of the games that wasn't quite so pathetic to play alone unlike Hungry Hungry Hippos (yeah, I played that alone). It's kind of like solitaire with sticks. So I was happy to share my love of this simple childhood game with my kids.
Turns out that it is a major source of contention between Holden and Emeline. Any millimeter of movement and there's an outburst of "you moved it!" met by a resounding "no I didn't!". Holden inevitably gets the black stick that guarantees a win and Emeline complains about how unfair it is for the next 20 minutes. Owen doesn't really get it yet. For him, it's more like Dump Out Sticks. And who knew the colored sticks made perfect light sabers? Well, Owen did. Same with Tinker Toys. He even hands you the correct color for the character he wants you to be, but that's another story.
After Tuesday and Wednesday of this week, we had another version of Pick Up Sticks to play. Our yard is full of twigs, sticks, and branches from the strong winds. Add to that the few broken sticks from our mini-ice storm a couple of weeks ago and we now have the makings of a bonfire. Owen and I spent about an hour picking up sticks from our backyard alone this afternoon. Tomorrow we'll tackle the front yard.
Ben did some picking up sticks of his own last Saturday when he traveled to Madisonville, Kentucky to help with the ice storm clean up. "Dumbfounded" was the word he used to describe the devastation the ice left in it's wake. The landscape is so changed that it doesn't look anything like any place on the planet. Trees are mere sticks poking out of the ground. All the branches from
every tree left standing are now laying below the trees six feet deep.
I wonder where all the animals and birds that called those trees home are now. I wonder what kind of effect the hundreds of square miles left treeless will have on the environment. Questions that are beyond my ability to answer here. I am just grateful that we aren't dealing with them in our own backyard right now.