Today was my eighth Mother’s Day without Clint – except in my heart. And, of course, everyone at church was wishing me “Happy Mother’s Day.” I wore the rose corsage Bill gave me and, again, I was the only woman in church with a corsage. Someone at church brought carnations for all the mothers. I didn’t take one until I was on my way out and the lady who brought them told me to take three. I chose the white ones with the purple edging. And speaking of flowers, etc., Bill came home with four little Christmas grape tomato plants yesterday and planted them in our big pot out by the garage. After TK left he told me to look and see my surprise. I hope they will thrive and produce some tomatoes.
As I drove to church this morning, I came out of our road and headed up the hill through the S-curves. About half way up I saw something alongside the road and as I got closer I realized it was what I’d call a “bag lady.” I’m assuming it was a female since she was attired in a long skirt. She had two hoodie type coverings on her head so I couldn’t really see a face. She was sitting on the guard rail and had a grocery shopping cart which probably held all her belongings. There was no safe place to stop and being alone, I would hesitate to do so in this day and age. The car ahead of me turned around. There were two passengers in it so I thought (hoped) they were going back to see about her. I have NO idea where she could have come from. I was even more shocked to find her still sitting there when I came home from church! It was about 7:45 the first time I saw her and about 12:30 the second time. When I told Bill he called 911 to tell them she was in an unsafe place. Whoever he talked with gave him the third degree. They wanted to know what color clothing she was wearing. How did I know it was a woman? What ethnicity was she? Good grief! It wasn’t like I stopped and did an in-depth study of the situation. I have no idea if they bothered to send anyone out or not as we heard no more about it even though they took our name and phone number. That fell into the really strange category.
I had a few odds and ends to take care of before I wanted the lobster dinner. Since Fiber Friends happens on Wednesday, I had to come up with some little stitch patterns to use as we work on two color stranded knitting. I still had to knit the two inches of ribbing for my hat. It was 4:15 by time I got everything done I wanted to do. Then it was time to fix those lobsters. The first two pictures show the larger tails sautéing in the pan and dinner plated up and ready to eat. Larry H was drooling over my talk of lobster dinner so I said I’d eat a bite for him. The third picture is his bite. 
And bit by bit this Mother’s Day draws to a close. Bill has been watching “Journey to the Center of the Earth” this afternoon. I’ve been watching bits and pieces of it. We finally turned on the air conditioning when it hit 79º in the living room. It would have helped had we remembered to drop the outside blinds earlier. We’ll have to do that tomorrow as it is supposed to be even warmer than today. Now I think I’ll check out that “Sherlock” show Barbara told me about.
Whenever you do not understand what's happening in your life, just close your eyes, take a deep breath and say "God, I know it is your plan. Just help me through it."