I was thinking of the warm bed I had gotten out of to walk along Wildcat Boulevard one cold morning. I was comparing the bedding I sleep under today to the bedding I slept under as a child.

I was thinking of the warm bed I had gotten out of to walk along Wildcat Boulevard one cold morning. I was comparing the bedding I sleep under today to the bedding I slept under as a child.
When I was in high school, I moved to the northwest upstairs bedroom of our large farm home. It was a unheated room, but much larger than the one I had been sleeping in. I had my own desk, radio, dresser, closet, and portable typewriter. It was a room and a sanctuary that most teenagers wish for.
In winter, the room was cold. I can recall coming upstairs and jumping in bed and covering up my head so my breath would help warm the bed. My covers were two tied quits my Grandma Hillquist (my mom’s mom) had made.
The quilt pieces were cut from old coats and the lining was a wool blanket. The covers were very warm and very heavy. A person had to fight the covers to turn over in the night. Still, they kept me warm in a cold, cold room.
Today, the furnace and a gas heater keeps our home warm. Still, we prefer sleeping in a cold room and do not heat our bedroom. Kay compensates for this with an electric blanket. We must have a dual control blanket, as I never turn my side of the blanket on.
This year the electric blanket needed replacing. The new electric blanket is different. It is made of cloth that looks like the velvet dresses little girls wore seventy years ago. It is even a purple/maroon color.
The uniqueness of the new blanket is that it is so soft and light. When you cover up, it feels like silk flowing over your body. It makes me think of the feather blanker that some of the kids slept under when I was young. The softness is the same, but the weight of a feather blanket was  much greater. Sometimes the feather blanket is called a "tick."
Did you get an opportunity to see the super blue blood moon on January 31? Even the large,  moon’s name was impressive. I like walking when there is a great deal of moonlight. I guess I continue to like having moon shadows.
Although I did not see them while walking, I did notice two smaller flocks of Canada geese flying along Neosho Boulevard the other day. First, a flock flew over, about 30 birds. I guessed them to be the locals as they were flying quite low.
Two minutes later an almost identical flock flew overhead. Seeing two flocks made me wonder if these were our local birds. Usually we have less than twenty stay all winter. Are the geese beginning to filter south?
These two flocks of geese got me to thinking about the days I hunted geese. I only had the family .410 shotgun, so I had to get real close to shoot a goose. I sneaked up on the geese when they were in the freshly picked corn fields. I would ride my horse barebacked, lay over on my belly, and get close before popping up. The geese would take off, and I was within twenty yards or so. My horse never even flinched when I shot a bird.
Take a walk, keep warm in bed, watch for geese beginning to head north for the summer, use those signal lights, drive with your lights on, and see what you notice while walking along Wildcat Boulevard.
       
 
 Russell Hively writes a weekly column for the Daily News.