“It is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies, and almost the only thing for certain is that there are fairies wherever there are children.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens
I wanted to tell you about visiting my friend Wendolin Mercado’s Studio and her little art campers over at The Art House. The children were making little fairy cottages from recycled plastic bottles and jars. I was impressed with their creativity. I was also honored because I had dropped of some of my recycled peanut jars and empty brownie boxes, and they were using some of them. Always nice to see trash to treasures. Wendolin is such an awesome teacher. I’ve taken a few classes with her before. I told her she needs to do this class with us old people.
Today was a fun afternoon with friends of all sorts. I had brunch with my old friends Zelda and Judy. I haven’t seen them ages. Afterwards, I stopped at church for Adoration and sketching. More on that tomorrow.
When I came home, little Sammi across the street came running to greet me and threw himself down at my feet, as he always does. He brushed up against me and crawled and wove in and out until I succumbed and rubbed his belly and scratched his ears. This is a daily ritual.
Well, I made some brownies today, so that meant a stop at Station 9. The weird part is, the minute I picked up the house phone, the loud speaker said, “Code 3 Ambulance call at……” The address was two doors down from my house. Captain McDaniel opened the door at the same time as the call. I asked, “Did you just get a call?” He answered that they did. I handed him the box of brownies, snapped a picture and said thank you, as he rushed off. I followed the ambulance home. It pulled up two doors down. I stood there a bit, but I didn’t see who was taken away. I sure hope everyone is ok. 🙏
Toni Andrukaitis 