dual personalities

What a week! Besides the usual internet technical issues that delineate my life these days, this creepy thing happened after I had retired for the evening and was reading in bed. Out of the blue a large potted plant spontaneously fell off a table and shattered, causing quite a mess. There had been no earth tremor, no sonic boom, no truck rumbling by, nothing to precipitate this happening. We have no pets that wreck havoc. What was the cause that brought about this effect?

Well, we all know that plants do move…

…and I guess my aloe plant moved just enough to knock itself off the tippy trivet on which the pot was placed.

Anyway, I had to get out of bed and clean the mess all up. (I will say my Shark vacuum cleaner made short work of the dirt debris left on the carpet after I had scooped most of it up. It looked like one of those commercials.) I repotted the plant the next day.

The world is more than we know (and not always what it seems.)

In other news, the wee laddie learned a new word last Sunday. Bugatti.

It is rather novel to hear a four-year old speak about “his Bugatti.” As you can imagine, he “loves that car,” which belonged to the OM in his childhood during the Punic Wars. For the time being, he has forgotten about “his Cooper.”

And here’s a photo from Christmas 1996–24 years ago–which I found stuck in a book. Daughters #1 and 2 are sure stylin’ in their red corduroy shorts!

Daughter #1 was 12 and #2 was 6. In six years or so, the height difference was reversed. Swiftly flow the days…

Sigh. Well, it may snow today. We’ll see. But huzzah and hurray–it’s a three-day weekend!

*Psalm 106:25; read the whole psalm here. Yes, the Bible speaks to us, even today.