19 May 2013

Linn! A good driveway is marvelous! Losing the lady slippers is not. The way I felt when my beautiful African violet flowers were totally eaten overnight – the mouse did it! Taking action in a positive way is good for the spirit. Good move!

Travel trailer shown and well received. Just need clearness from bro to sell this and get it out of here.

So glazing got done on Friday and I tried something new with some pots. The firing was perfect except that because my friend's piece, shaped like a fruit bowl on a pedestal, took up a whole shelf, I placed smaller pieces under it. One mug was too close. The mug has a piece out of it and there is a spot on the underside or her piece that will need to be ground off. All the rest of my pots were good and the new thing I tried is really nice.


When I delivered the piece to her at the Market on Saturday, she was thrilled to pieces and unphased by the blip. I was happily amazed at how well the glaze had come out. And delighted to make her so happy. Uncluttered my mind of the concern of having it turn out well and safe. It was weighing on me!

I needed that as I lost a baby squirrel that morning. He would not eat and I went outside to get a signal and phone the squirrel lady. She told me what to do but when I got back in – he was dead. I found it hit me very hard. And I had to message Melanie about it. She had done so much to save this little guy. He may have been injured when his tree was cut down.

The loss of a child is certainly the worst thing that can happen; I was thinking of that as I felt the pain of losing a squirrel I had only had a week! I feel so incredibly fortunate in my healthy progeny.

I still went of to "do" the Ormstown yard sale day. Met some friends and unloaded my sorrow – some of it anyway. But my heart was not in yard sales so I went to check the unplanted trees at the mill, found notice from building inspector – Need permit for the work already done! Heaven forbid R should clutter his life with doing things in the right order!

Watered trees, stopped at the thrift shop – the women there are so cheery!- and purchased a heating pad (always useful!), found "rat food" for the other squirrels at a pet food store, and sunflower seeds at the bulk food store to keep me going until I got home.

By the time I go back to O-town I was able to do the yard sale thing and it was good. I had on my wonderful raccoon shirt which, interestingly, generates conversation with a select few! This separates the animal lovers from the general, unaware, public.

Talking about little guy helped ease the pain, hugs from friends and talking with animal lovers was healing. Had a long sit down chat with a couple I have met many times at craft shows. Finally walked up to a home where I was greeted as though these people knew me. Loved my shirt, offered me a chair and after about an hour of talking with this wonderful family about raccoons and other things, I realized they had not met me before but we are certainly friends now! Now it was 5 pm and I could go home feeling better.

I did come home with a few items: small gate-leg table (round) for solarium, already painted so we can make it the colour we want; drapes for the big front window; a beautiful blue glass vase, a cylinder about a foot tall to put in a window; 4 mugs in a watermelon motif that remind me of a dear friend – no one needs more mugs but these are special; two clear glass objects – look like tiny butter dishes but they are very heavy and only about 4 inches across, they will be terrific for the amount of butter we use – about a 20th of a pound lasts several weeks and often goes rancid so with this well fitted lid it may keep better; a nice metal wall piece that holds two pots – a 5 inch geranium pot would be perfect; 2 pots of two dif types of hosta; a beautiful and unique aged copper "plant holder (would be great for a pie if one had a fancy "do").

R was stuck in the city. On Friday aft, it was "I can come down but have to come back in the morning". That did not seem a good idea so we agreed he stay and I would fetch him on Sat when he was ready. If I had fetched him on Friday, the fork lift he would not have been driving would not have had a freak accident and destroyed itself – but fortunately not him! Then it took all day Sat to purchase another fork lift and have it delivered. So much for our 3-day weekend (Victoria Day). Phooey! Maybe today "but I have to bring some paper work with me…"

This is totally ridiculous – I had this fantasy that he could de-clutter his life and have a real life – go paddle his canoe, get a van and travel….