Potpourri, once more

I've had several lengthy philosophical entries rolling around in my head over the last several thousand miles, but I haven't had the chance to post them. So, I'm afraid they must be cobbled together haphazardly if they are ever to see the web. And that, surely, would be disaster! (Tongue firmly in cheek.)

1. You know the chap who said, "Parting is such sweet sorrow"? I don't think famous playwrights are always on the money -- he missed the mark with that one, I think. Nothing sweet about it. I had a lovely road trip with my mother to end June with pleasant adventures, including visiting with family and friends that I rarely have time to see. And never enough time to have my fill of. The problem with seeing people that you cherish is that you really don't want to leave. Sigh. This business of having bits of my heart attached to people so far-flung can be more than a little wearing.

2. I'm from Michigan. I know about busted waterpipes. They happen in the dead of winter, usually in the middle of the night when it's least convenient. Why, then, did I return to Kentucky after the road trip mentioned above to discover a broken waterpipe in my apartment? At least the lack of convenience was consistent -- I discovered this on Sunday, when it is most difficult to get help for this sort of thing. It was in my "office," which meant I spent the day moving four bookcases, a full filing cabinet, a computer, and a late-40's desk of extremely solid construction, along with less significant (read "heavy") incidentals. The access panel for the shut-off valve was located inaccessibly behind the water heater. Grumble, grumble, mutter, grumble. On the bright side, there was no damage done at all, except to my best-laid plans. And I finally had the impetus necessary to organize those bookcases, which I've been meaning to do since I moved. Nothing like a big mess and a fast-approaching deadline to finally get projects done!

3. Silverleaf season has begun with a bang! We had a hot opening weekend, in all possible ways, and I'm thrilled to be back at it. I was able to put in a few days planting, painting, and insulating beer chests (oddly reminiscent of coffins) and pop-carts; the site and the line-up is bigger and better than last year. Don't know why I enjoy sweating in garb in a ticket booth all day, but I do. I may be a little strange, now that I think about it.

4. Speaking of Ren Faires, I've been to more this season than I ever thought I would: Tennessee, Kentucky's "Highland Faire", and even the free one in Mancos, Colorado. And somehow, I always seem to find familiar faces, or at least friends of friends. Talk about your small town! It's almost frightening when a new acquaintance at Silverleaf knows that you made a new friend in Kentucky! Good thing I only hang out with the nice people...

I think that mostly brings you up-to-date. It may be a while before my next post, but it's not for lack of material! I'll try to continue the saga soon. :)