In Very Few Words
Saturday evening.
Too tired to be talkative.
A good day: busy, sunny.
Best Parts:
*A cup of coffee from the Holiday gas station in Newberry at 6 a.m.
*Becky being here for the weekend.
*A cool gift Becky made and painted my favorite color:
Ear ring holder from Becky
*Wearing my moccasins. I like them so much I put them in a book.
My moccasins
*A care package in the mail from my sister (which included a letter that made me laugh out loud twice.)
Care package from my sister
*Sitting with Genie and John for a while.
*A surprise visit from Phil and Gavin.
*A walk in the evening sunshine with Sallie.
*An amazing sentence brought in by my friend Bill Quill from Louisville:
“I am fulfilled and weary. This Kentucky Derby, whatever it is–a race, an emotion, a turbulence, an explosion–is one of the most beautiful and violent and satisfying things I have ever experienced.” John Steinbeck, after watching the 1956 race.
Category: Life 10 comments »
May 5th, 2012 at 11:46 pm
The earring holder – is that window screen in a picture frame?
May 6th, 2012 at 1:48 am
Sounds like the best day ever!
May 6th, 2012 at 10:52 am
Yep, it is window screen. Isn’t that smart?
May 7th, 2012 at 8:01 pm
Hi Ellen,
Thanks for letting us at UPPAA know of the release date for your new novel, Prairie Evers. Looking forward to checking it out!
May 7th, 2012 at 9:21 pm
Sis. What a bountiful day. Glad I could provide one of your favorite parts.
May 8th, 2012 at 10:52 am
Mariann–Me too! I signed books with my new cool pen you sent at the Munising Library last night. Love, Ellen
May 8th, 2012 at 10:53 am
Thanks, Donna. I really enjoyed speaking at UPPAA. Hope you’ll enjoying P. EVERS!
May 10th, 2012 at 9:45 pm
Love seeing pictures that I recognize stuff in. The Diner floor, the counter, stuff in the window. I’m Diner-sick. Grand Marais-sick too of course.
May 10th, 2012 at 10:30 pm
Laura, the diner and I miss you too!
May 22nd, 2012 at 2:52 am
thank you for sharing the beauty of your Lake country. I feel the same way about my coastal town in California, surrounded by sprawling growth and freeways, yet at this moment I’m looking out as sage covered hills shrouded in fog and stillness.