Sitting here typing at my computer the heat of the day has not yet started . I still have the old windows open and can hear the neighborhood peacock making a soulful sound.A big mean blackbird is being attacked by a flock of small bird guarding their nest. Maulie is next to our long white fence barking as a man in a golf cart takes his big Rottweiler on a walk.I notice as the big dog trails behind him on a gentle pace with the golf cart.My cup of tea is steaming next to me and so begins my day.
Yesterday I was on the outside of my yard weeding away and raking when I saw a neighbor I hadn't seen for quite a while.She use to take a walk every day past my home.She lost her darling home when it burned down in the Cedar fire and they had to rebuilt it. I remember after the Cedar fire the sounds of construction for years as people slowly rebuilt. Since her home is right across the park from me when I saw her the memory of her home all charred up came across my mind. Her home looks similar but so different.This time of year I can't help but think of wildfires as the temperature goes up. The Cedar fire was the largest fire in California history.Once you have been evacuated from your home it changes you.
Her home used to be covered all in wood shake shingles
Before the Cedar fire I could never see any of these homes .
There was a grove of
huge Eucalyptus trees
Everybody that lost their home built big.
The house to the left also burned down
and was rebuilt.
Thursday I spent the day transplanting a small Meyer lemon bush that just was not happy where I planted it before.Hopefully in the new spot it might do better I also struggled with getting a plant that was going crazy devouring my other plants.I am convinced I have to use gopher cages from now on.
Next week is the 4th of July and everyone gets ready to be in the parade down at our park. There will be at least one fire truck some horses little kids on bikes vintage cars and a grand Marshall of course.There could be anything one year there was a hippie in a outhouse.
I love the parade you get your American flag ready as you collect your lounge chair.You sit and wait til the parade starts and then its waving your little flag and silly smiles as the parade begins.The best kind of parade is walking up the dirt road and your there. Little Jack is so excited about it he is still talking about the parade from last year and he was only three.
One of the things that any child would like is the participants throw out candy to the bystanders as you sit in your chair.It does make an impact! There is the occasional squirt gun attack while your sitting there which is funny.The firemen are quietly waving at you and if your lucky and go to the Park after the parade the firemen hand out firemen helmets to little kids.
The parade in Crest is such a highlight of this small community. It is the essence of a small town and can you tell I love it.
Donna and her wonderful work
OK so here are the pictures of what the gals brought to share and what the gals have been doing as we
meet every two weeks for Rug hooking.
Another Michele find
Kathy is almost done with this brown quilt
Michele found this quilt at a thrift stores
These dolls were made for Jan when she was a little girl