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News for Kate's Family |
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2002 was a very interesting year. Mom had been living in Ellensburg and decided to move back to Yakima. Jack, my brother,got married in 2001 and he and Marie got Mom's trailer fixed up so it was habitable -- at least in reasonable weather. It still isn't winterized. I moved into the apartment that Mom vacated, which meant that the freezer and the kiln didn't need to be moved. Mom's computer and desk, as well as her two small TVs also stayed. |
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Of course, I brought my pots of herbs along with me. This is just outside the front door. The pot contains parsley, sage, chives and thyme. No rosemary, maybe next year. The plot almost hidden by the pot contains a flowering bush and some "hen and chicks". Those came with the apartment. |
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This place also has a small patio and of course there are more plants out there. This picture was taken in June and the plant in the corner is a tomato. Then there are pots of onions, more chives, oregano, marjoram, mints (both chocolate and lemon) and some volunteer alyssum. |
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Kate, who - as all of her siblings know very well is "grace personified" (not!) - took a tumble down the steps of the apartment as she was moving out of it. The healing process took about nine months since she couldn't take the time to let it heal up before she started being busy again. After all, the Market started just a month later and that meant hours on her feet every Saturday. It was only her left knee and her right ankle that were sprained and messed up. And her hip was sprung a bit, too. No breaks. Looking back I realize how dumb that was to not get medical help and take time off when it happened. All I could think of at the time is "I don't have time for this!"
Due to this delay, I didn't start ceramics classes here at Briarwood until October. We got a few things done for Christmas. My crafts fairs - or bazaars as they call them here - started November 2 and took up nearly every weekend until December 7.
Finally, in December, a real bad cold or maybe bronchitis laid me up for a few weeks. And lo and behold the joints all healed up while I was off my feet for a while! If I had taken the time off earlier in the season everything might have been healed up much earlier; but I couldn't find anyone to do my jobs for me. |
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This happened about the same time I got sick in December - the 7th. The driver ran right into the storage unit on my patio and caved it in. He knocked one of the supports for the balcony above me loose, but the firemen were able to knock it back into place so we could all get into our apartments that night. He put the left front wheel of his Cadillac into the storage unit. The black marks are, of course, the tracks he left as he burned rubber up onto the sidewalk. |
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Below is a view of the things taken out of my storage unit and the odds and ends of lumber removed that night by the firemen. This was the view of my patio on the morning of December 8. I'm here to tell you, Murphy's Law is in effect in Ellensburg, for sure! |
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They got the rebuilding done and inspected by January 9 of 2003. Carrying off all my stuff and storing it in the garage took me a couple of days, since I was coughing constantly and running a fever of 101. Then the guy that works around here got the rest of the broken stuff out of the unit and it took him 2 or 3 loads to get it all carted off to the dumpster. It's all fixed up now so you would never know it happened if the tire marks weren't still on the front sidewalk. |
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Since they were still not through with my patio storage unit, I couldn't decorate the patio for Christmas; so I made do by decorating the patio door area and a shelf just inside them. The white patch up above the shelves is a large Christmas Plackard and a set of bells is blocking my porcelain Madonna and Child, but this is what it looked like every evening from mid-December to January 6. I enjoyed it anyway! |
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