Yesterday was Earth Day. Hope you all made a contribution to keeping our planet pristine. Plant for the future my friends!
We have to act on global warming it’s effects are scary especially all the wild weather.
Poor old Ma got caught in a storm on Friday evening that frightened the life out of her. Trees down, flash flood, rain and hail so hard she couldn’t see beyond her nose.
Yet at home just two miles down the road we only had a drizzle.
Crazy climate!
Definitely I’ll be implementing policy to recycle, upcycle and heck even bicycle!!!
We slept better last night. It was cooler, both the external temperature and the heat from the sunburn had gone south. Add to this that there is only so much anxiety you can accumulate and we were all set.
I got up beside Ma and gave her my very best weighted blanket effect and she slumbered soundly.
She just had a happy dream too. Here’s how it went.
She and Auntie Carol and me were shopping in a little seaside village and buying a picture for Dad in an antique store. All the art was arranged together like patchwork.
The lady who sold the piece knew Ma had a treasure store in the same town and knew Ma was looking at her display and planning to copy it. She pretended she didn’t know though and took her $10.
Funny the way in dreams everyone can read each others mind. They all nose you know!!!!
Now we have awakened to a gale again. So what is left of the roof is probably in the parking lot at the store.
Onwards and upwards though. We have scones to bake and lots to think about on how to copy that art display!!!!!
I may snooze some more as I have catching up to do.
My poor old Ma never seems to catch a break with that old building she calls her business. It may look pretty but it’s a nightmare.
She’s poured so much money into repairs she’d have to sell enough tea to float the titanic to every recover her « investment »
The latest disaster is the roof.
As she was leaving after work ready for the weekend she noticed something very strange as she gazed up admiring at the old place from a sideways angle.
She got Auntie Paula out to take a look and she agreed there was a problem. Something must have happened during that big storm two weeks ago but what is that. Certainly not shingles!
Photos were sent to her usual handyman Tom who took one look and declared it out of the scope of his skill set. Definitely a roofers job.
She called the tenant to see if there were any leaks in the apartment above the tearoom.
« Oh yes I’ve been meaning to tell you » the tenant said «there is a leak above the fan in the dining room »
So now of course we are all anxious and Ma can’t sleep and we are praying that it doesn’t rain until the roofer comes on Monday.
Each time something happens Ma questions her own sanity in ever taking this place on.
Could this be the cure to convince her to let go and just be a retired lady who lunches in our beautiful hometown of Powell instead of a tea lady in Marion. It’s a very expensive hobby!!!