Every year our generous friends have a BBQ for ALL of their friends- and there are many!
Always good to catch up - we are getting so elderly , some wear hearing aids and say "what" all the time, some can not walk without bumping into things, The next few years are going to be amusing!!
My boy ,with his broken wing, is in much pain. I found Mr. happy Box in a pile of his childhood- he is such a cheery person, always has been and is so even now, being all disappointed and hurt, still looking on the bright side! I will not see him before I leave. My chest feels thirty pounds heavier- there is nothing I can do for him except say the wrong things and get in the way- of course we will foot the bill and be so damned grateful he did not fall on neck or head or into the fire .
Just read in the morning paper - a 41 year old man got too close to the fire and burned until he was dead- gives new meaning to Burning Man and a reality check!!
The med evac alone will cost over 30,000.00 dollurz for Erik and the other guy who thought he could jump off of a two story structure...broke his ankle.
Not sure yet what the bill will be but It is OK, just fugging money, and our boy is not paralyzed or worse. I would pay ANYTHING for this minor in comparison injury!!
He feels so terrible and continues to beat himself up over a stupid bike accident in the middle of the desert at an event of a lifetime!
All will be better when he gets in to see a doctor and a specialist.
I found this mystery lace in the bottom of a bag of laces from the Victorian era.
It passes the burn test , not synthetic, it is woven horse tail hair, used for stiff collars and petticoats.
It is kind of creepy, thus my fondness for it.
I will stash it and maybe use it someday in some sort of art.
Racu pottery perhaps. Horsetail looks amazing when fired on Racu. So, that is what is happening here. I am packed and anxious, not so sure about leaving but if it turns out that I made an error I can fly back to this god awful land we call home.