Saturday Slight

It's a penultimate!  

I like that word and love using it.  So, here goes again!

It's a "penultimate" because today is one of two second-to-the-last-longest days of 2015. 

Got that????

Another penultimate will come Monday. 

Seems we've got a lot of daylight time on our hands.

What to do!  What to do!

Well, Bill and I do have a few things on the schedule for this day.   This morning a couple of potential buyers are coming to meet the New Old Motor Home.  

My free ads had run out, but folks have kept calling.  We've told one earlier prospect a couple of weeks ago not to buy it.  She envisioned driving it to a destination several states away.

Bill cautioned her that the old rig might putz right on down the highway for those hundreds of miles, but then again, it might not.  He suggested maybe it wasn't a good idea for her plans, and she seemed to appreciate the advice.

We don't know the motives for today's customers, but it will be fun to show it off and tell a few of its stories----and, the rig definitely has stories aplenty.

Eventually, the right person, with personal mechanic skills or a personal mechanic, will come along, and we might even have to shed a nostalgic tear as we watch it head out the driveway for its next chapter. 

On this first second to longest day of the year, the garden here is changing almost before our eyes.  Poppies are popping and peas are forming in their pods.  

Garlic is dancing, as usual, with those white tails curling up and stretching their noses among the daisies, bachelor buttons and other flowers in my "jungle" garden.  

It's so named because there's no rhyme or reason but virtually every square inch of dirt has found a use and a thriving plant. 

In other news, we had a great time last night strolling around town, viewing works of art in yet another bustling opening for ArtWalk.  

Sandpoint sidewalks were alive with peeps, viewing a wide variety of artistic media, nibbling on crackers and cheese, sipping wine, talking to artists or just plain visiting with the myriad of old friends who showed up on a lovely Friday evening to enjoy the downtown festivities. 

My sister Barbara enjoyed a nice surprise when she walked into Columbia Bank and learned that one of her Native American dancer photos (third floor) had already sold.

Yes, our dear daughter-in-law Debbie and her hard working volunteers and staff at POAC did another wonderful job of preparing for this year's event. 

We do have some more Debbie news, by the way.  She'll be leaving POAC to move on to the Bonner Food Bank.  

After the Arts and Crafts Festival in August, the plan is that she'll begin training under the present longtime Food Bank director Alice Wallace and will eventually take her position when Alice retires.  

Sad loss for POAC but a great new challenge for Debbie who has earned a reputation around town for her phenomenal organizational and people skills.  We are, as always, very proud of her.

Well, the penultimate day is wasting away and I still have a sore wrist, so Happy Saturday. Enjoy the long dose of daylight!