Twiddling my thumbs

Not much going on in this part of Indiana right now.  Pretty much just hot weather, persnickety electricity, and laundry.  I won’t dwell on the electricity part.  Suffice it to say that it got fixed, once again, yesterday afternoon.

I did have an interesting encounter yesterday evening as I was outside dumping my tanks.  Someone shouted hello to me.  After spraying my hands off, I made my way to the edge of my site to meet a local woman, Linda (I think), that I have seen occasionally walking the roads of the campground in a bright orange vest.  Apparently she lives in a house a little ways down the road, and likes to walk the campground for exercise.  As I’ve mentioned before, hardly anyone walks around here.  They all just drive their golf carts around in circles.  I thought perhaps she was a birder since the vest has many pockets in it.  Turns out the reason she wears it is so she doesn’t get run over by one of those carts!  Ha Ha! 

After chatting a bit, and giving Emma a biscuit, she said, “Are you Judy Bell?”  When I told her I was, I then asked her how she knew that, and she told me she reads my blog.  What???  I was nonplussed.  Then the story came out.  In one of her walk-arounds, she ran into my friend Jack last month just before he pulled out of here.  During their chat, he gave her my website address, and she started reading my blog.  Good old Jack.  Didn’t know he was out finding readers for me.  Jack is one of a kind!

While I was at Robyn’s today doing my laundry, we talked about the monarch caterpillars from last night’s post.  She was wishing that we could put some in a container so the grandgirls could watch the transformation.  We decided to use a big Tupperware cereal container that she had, and I’ll put a tin foil lid on it with small air holes punched in it.  When I got back to the rig, I got the container all ready.  Wouldn’t you know it, I couldn’t find one caterpillar!  They all seem to have slowly crawled off for greener pastures.  (or, they’ve gotten eaten by a bird )  I’ll keep looking, though.  It’s early in the season.

Speaking of seasons, I noticed that DONNA had pictures of these flowers on her post this afternoon.  I used to grow them when I lived in Minnesota, but for the life of me I can’t remember their name.  I do have a problem remembering names, whether it’s a person, a flower, or even sometimes a bird. 

Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later,  Judy