"Life is what happens when you are planning something different." We have all heard that. On Monday I will be dealing with insurance adjusters instead of having iced tea with a group of friends. On Thursday May 9th Fredericksburg experienced a strong wind measured in excess of 80 miles per hour accompanied by massive hail. Many had hail they likened to golf balls and lemons. The weather radar channel I was watching reported an identified tornado going over Fredericksburg. It did not come down to my knowledge anywhere in the city. I live in the center city now and lost only plants and a skylight and some screens and one window and a few panes in the garage door and of course the roof .
The larger house in Stoneridge on which I had just written a sales contract last week had much more damage. All will be righted by and by.
I am grateful my dear old Vanessa was garaged at Cheryl's house and was not lost. Vanessa suits me, an old lady car for an old lady, and I am comfortable knowing by habit all of her controls and actions. I have real affection for my old minivan. It has carried Jack and me on many adventures and even to Maine. These days I haul flowers and bags of mulch and grandchildren and oil painting gear, but stay close to home. e
Welcome to My Red Cape. Long ago in another time my husband Jack and I lived in a little old red house. It was the stuff of dreams to us for the few years that we were there. I live there still a number of hours every day in imagination, with old dolls and paintings and fabrics and feather trees. I draw inspiration and happiness from the memories of that space in time and share some of it here with friends who remember how to step with Alice through the looking glass and take delight in whimsies and antiquities.
~Edyth O’Neill
