9 May …

 

What was supposed to be the final check on my eyes last Monday didn’t happen.

No one remembered to tell me they would be dilating my eyes and so I didn’t take a driver with me.  Now I have to reschedule.

Good news is that my eyes are great … 20/20.

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Yesterday was Tiffany’s birthday.  She is 23.  To celebrate she made slime and ate cheesecake.

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Last week I showed you paintings (or rather pictures of paintings) by Van Gogh both of which contained the same woman.  Well, I found her again. 

 

This one, called “The Potato Peeler”, was also painted in the spring of 1885.

 

 

Makes me wonder how well Van Gogh knew her.

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The family went over to McCloud last saturday to the Celtic (pronounced kell’ tic) Festival to listen to the music.

Sunday Mark delivered the sermon at church.

Also on Sunday … Mark, Paul, and I went to see the annual production of the Siskiyou Senior Players, a variety show titled “We’re Not Quite Dead Yet”.  It was interesting.  They are not all amateurs (one member is a former writer for television and movies), and in places it was quite clever.

Paul got restless but behaved well overall.  He may have been the only one under 40 with the exception of four paramedic students there as part of a class assignment.

I’m toying with the idea of seeing if I could be a fit or should I just remain a trained audience.

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Mikayla’s cherry tree has come into bloom.

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Not important … just interesting.

Last thursday I was baking scones for breakfast and when I looked at the stove the temperature gauge said 425º and the clock said 5:24.

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Weather has been warmer.  Yesterday we had a thunder cloudburst with heavy rain.  The lightning set several fires around us, but not here.

Julie (a cousin) was on her was here for a visit and got caught in a hail storm on Hwy97.

 

 

Our fire was a purposely set slash burn. 

 

Mark drives the water tender for the local volunteer fire department (but I’ve already told you that, right?) and brought his rig up for practice and protection.

 

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A few nights ago I dreamed that I was in Hawaii (probably because Pele was firing up) and I was looking for George.  I finally found him and after a great hug, he began laughing and said “You don’t need to look for me.  I’m not lost.”

Then something drew my attention and when I turned back he was gone and I woke up.

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Originally I followed the posting below with “Maybe” … but I’m feeling better now.

We can endure much more than we think we can; all human experience testifies to that. All we need to do is learn not to be afraid of pain. Grit your teeth and let it hurt. Don’t deny it, don’t be overwhelmed by it. It will not last forever. One day, the pain will be gone and you will still be there.

— Rabbi Harold S. Kushner

 

‘Til next week …