Sandi, it's good to see a 'voice' from our former board and congratulations on your new fabric designs. Bee, down under in NewZealand, I hope you get your connection fixed before too long so that you can join us and 'feel' our hot weather up here in the northern hemisphere. Doris, how quickly the tides close over a bedroom when a beloved child moves out. Time takes care of change and fabrics take the place no doubt of his clothing scattered about as it must have when he was growing up. Jane, another week under Kit's belt and I wonder how this week is going for her. Before long, I hope you'll look back on her adjusting to the mountains of North Carolina from the flatter state of Ohio and her kennel mates with good memories. Laura, your quilt is stunning. Why is it that when we spend so much time laboring, with love and patience, over quilts we make, only to almost apologize when we don't feel that they are as good as other's quilts. It is a beautiful quilt and very striking in its use of colour. And Sara, how well I remember the alligators in Florida and in particular, on Johns Island in South Carolina. Driving around the residential area where we were staying, one day, we found an alligator sunning itself on the lawn of someone's home and stopped to observe it, rather too closely. I cannot help but wonder if a mother alligator might love her baby alligator for they are, to me, quite prehistoric and ugly looking. Close enough for me to see the spikey teeth when it opened its mouth and started towards me, I knew then how easily dogs and cats could disappear into those awful jaws and that they were not to be trifled with. Why would anyone want to feed them to encourage some connection between a reptile such as this and themselves. It's bad enough when people up here say they are feeding the racoons that come to their back door at night. They are extremely viscious animals that would not hesitate to attack you if aggravated or startled. Although they are bold, most tend to slip away from human contact but there are people who think they are 'cute' with their black masks, furry body, tiny paws which hold food as humans do, yet, are very destructive animals.
This week, friend Margaret is with us here in the country. She is recovering from a knee operation in May, from which she is doing well but from the arthroscopic surgery the year before, she is not. Her leg is numb from her knee to ankle and she's been in such pain that the medication taken for that over the past year has caused her to loose a lot of weight. But tying a tin can to her for the week and holding her down from running the roads takes a bit of doing. She's normally a very active person (and in her early 70's). Tonight she is being honoured at Princess Margaret Hospital tonight in Toronto as being a 30 year survivor of cancer. Geordie, our older Aussie, is a devoted fan and Hope, who is not as familiar with Margaret, is becoming one as well.
Our weather here has been glorious. A wonderful time of year, flowers out in abundance and now weeds which were entirely removed three weeks ago are clambering back into my flower beds needing attention.
Rosey
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