Yikes, and my last post was “the jaws of winter”, WHAT happened? Nothing out of the ordinary just life. I definitely have been occupied. (I am trying this word out because I have developed a disdain for the word busy). It has become the word for a rampant viral disease. We infect others by our smug use of the word. “LIKE OMG I AM/HAVE BEEN/WILL ALWAYS BE SO BUSY” ITS A STATUS.
It was a tough winter for Oma who has lived with us for 15 months. After a very bad bout of Norwalk she went to live in a seniors residence. Her care was far more than we were capable of.
My babysitting/nannying gig for the two youngest grandchildren is joyful and tiring. I counted my hours for a week and when they tallied more than 55 I thought I should stop counting.
So what have I been doing? I looked at my photo log and this is it.
We baby sat a new puppy dog for my niece.
I visited with the grandchildren at the coast and went to Festival du Bois with them.
What a great celebration of Canadian heritage. Because I was also there to babysit for two nights they also introduced me to two great movies. The Book of Life and Box Trolls. Loved both of them.
We started a “fairy garden.
Now look at it.
We planted veggies to complement Mimi’s copious flowers for bees and butterflies.
Now look at it.
We beat the heat by cat napping in the cat nip or od’ing on watermelon and oh yes meet the new chickens Lacey and Tilly.
We visited the zoo to see the “spirit bear”.
We have been construction workers.
We have had horseback riding lessons, swimming lessons, goat and dog rodeos and water park and theatre park fun.
We have practiced fine motor skills and gross motor skills
We dug out the old (from 1973, when my daughter was born) yogurt maker.
We practiced camping in case anyone wants to take us?
We hatched butterflies from caterpillars and let them go.
Meanwhile, new horses were born on the flats and Mimi is working on her documentary. She is also considering buying a horse of her own. So you see life does happen so no guilt involved..
I would like to say we are loving this weather but it’s not natural. We are surrounded by a ring of fire just like in 2003; the air quality is awful. Please be considerate of the earth and our place on it.
“Whoever heard of purple socks?” Harriet wonders in Chapter 2. “She figured it was lucky he wore them; otherwise no one would have even known he was there at all.” He later tells his classmates that his mother wanted him to dress completely in purple so he would stand out in a crowd but he refused to comply, except for the socks. And, as it turns out, the purple socks do make him stand out in a crowd, not to the masses but to a smaller group of kindred spirits. He also stands out to readers in the gay community, for whom the color purple has symbolic meaning.” 
Amazed With Mystery 