At the end of the school year one of my little three's was banging herself on the forehead. She was trying to get rid of a dream she'd had the night before. That is how I have felt for the last few weeks. I have been re-reading the Ice and Fire series and just finished "A Dance with Dragons". It is banging around in my head and will be there for awhile. I have been a long-time fan, not one of the newbies hopped up on the HBO series. Who knows how long we will wait for the next book.
I had a great weekend quilting at MAQ. I took three classes that I really enjoyed and learned quite a bit as well. The classes were relaxed and none had me frustrated. I learned to landscape paint on fabric, freezer paper applique and weave fabric together to make new fabric. I was anti-social in the evenings, so I could read my book.
I did walk up to the Shrine, stepping over snakes along the way. A woman said to me, "why would they have snakes here?" I guess St. Patrick never visited Gettysburg. People go up there to drink the healing waters, but I didn't want to risk giardhia(sp?). I am sure you are all saying, "have a little faith." Why did/do artists so often portray Mary as holding a tiny little man for Jesus instead of a baby Jesus? It reminds me of Ellen aged three telling me that Jesus was a tiny little man. I finally figured out she thought this because the pre-school father would carry a tiny little Jesus statue. Ellen also told me Mary's father's name was Bob - the mysteries of religion! "Talledaga Nights" anyone?