Some cluts sit till their use becomes clear. Some of them get clear possible-use-sparkles...- but the real recipient and the way to give them "right"-- THAT can take time to manifest.

This week a lot of items are moving out of the "gotta go" section of the LR. (I established the section there because at that time it was where I sat most, and I knew I'd see the items often enough to keep tugging at me. "I gotta go! Who? How? WHEN?")

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<> A personal gift was re-opened; items useful to a relative were allocated to his family's Christmas box (other items are waiting), and the personal part of it stays in my office till I'm ready to pass that part on to him, too. I keep the contents that I can use now, and the pretty box as a display to recall times with the gift's givers, who I see seldom.

<> A set of scooter parts went to live where the scooter lives. I do not use them, myself; they are easily removed and a place to stow them has been identified, along with policies for lending the scooter in today's risk-mgmt world.

<> A basket from FC is now holding a precious item Hardi will deliver to the landlord's family. One of their young men taught me a valuable lesson and did me a small kindness a few months ago. His sheepskin pelt (I harvested it in the late 80's) is carefully folded for safe display to the fellow's squeamish mom. A care-instrux flyer I handwrote (like a gift card) is stuck in where she can see how to take good care of it for him, till he gets home from kollidge for a visit. Or she can mail it to him, or-- whatever they decide makes the most sense, including re-gifting if they prefer. They will now what to do with a yummy pelt. The basket itself "originally" came from a major re-gifter who moved back to the UK. (We may have gotten a pie in it once, LOL.) This crazy, re-gifting community! :~) The care instrux are on a piece of parchment paper a church committee pal gave me last week as a sample for a planned project. "It's never failed me yet, this paper," she said, and it gives a real nice handfeel with the sheepskin, too, as well as being a pretty golden creamy color.

<> A HUGE Gateway box waiting for my MIL awaits her Oct. visit and instrux. It holds a PILE of Hardi's dau's stuff the dau might someday use with her babies, at the MIL's house. MIL will fly here for the annual visit, look thru the box, and then we'll ship the box home to her per her instrux.

<> When the box ships, that will remove the "gotta go" section, because the top of it has the right size to use for it. ANd that is where the sheepskin basket will sit till Hardi pays the rent or the landlord comes to look at an overdue faucet, LOL.

<> A gift a Mudcatter declined left 3 days later, to a charity sale we support.

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It's all connected, this ecology of life in the mountains here. It's part of the Appalachians (tho the locals forgot). But it is, and we can see it in the people anyway, and learn from it, TBTG.

~Susan