Vevay kinda day...

We went to a friend’s house in the Vevay area; she’s the woman who is the caretaker of the Musee de Venoge, where last May 21-22, I was part of a small event where the guys put the turkey tail roof (shake shingles) on the house and I did a little white-washing. It’s in one of my other journals someplace. Donna (Weaver) does wax portraits (http://www.waxportraits.com/) and used to work for the U.S. Mint. Very talented woman. Also visiting another friend came down from Dayton, Ohio. Saundra owns http://www.pastpatterns.com/

So, today poor bird did not get to fly, but got to ride in a car and hang out at a new place for a while. Maybe tomorrow there will be more flight time at home. My daughter says I should name the bird, and I say the best name would be “Hungry”, as that is what seems to get notice. ‘

Speaking of my daughter, she told me today that she had a mail from her ex stepsister (via her online blog) about some items that her ex stepfather had been keeping. I thought it would be odd that they would have anything from any of us, considering I packed most of their stuff for them when they left. She said she would tell them to mail it to her, no matter what it was. Good idea I thought. She prefers to avoid confrontation if possible, especially considering all the heartache they put our family through. I also informed my daughter that the ex stepsister’s aunt had died in February, which was a surprise to her. I informed her that it occurred whilst I was there for my friend Gary and his dying brother, and attending the funeral, and that the obits were two apart in the newspaper on the same day. A little unusual, but you know, coincidence seems to be more an everyday occurrence, so nothing is all that unusual anymore, is it? They did care about the woman’s son, so I figured I could let her know at this point. Enough of that!

Today’s collage contains an interesting anagram, part of a quote from a physorg.com article at http://www.physorg.com/news71412950.html

I turned the words “wherever water goes, either through the ground or through our bodies, it takes ions along with it” into the words “God is throughout our ether, look through one stain, begin with wider heart, get river water shoes”. All made sense to me, lol. I have a funny little cartoon I clipped from the newspaper years ago. I showed a man returning from the dry cleaners with a tag around his neck; something to the effect that they could not remove the stain from (his wife’s) her life. I have a sense of humor. I bought some water shoes at Target, so that is the universe’s way of letting me know I am ON target. Bull’s eye!