My sisters and I are in California, visiting my Mom...
and working through the next steps of fire damage remediation on her house.
We've made a lot of progress,but it's been grueling.
There was so much stuff in that house.
As I was sorting through one of a the many clutter containers...
I caught a glimpse of something familiar.
Hey, I recognize that leg...and I know exactly who it belongs, too!
After forty years of being a tripod, I'd really like to make her whole again. Providing I can find room in my suitcase, Talitha and her leg will be making the trip back to Colorado with me tomorrow.










Good heavens, what are the odds on finding the leg like that?! "Do it!" A barely-comparable case is reuniting my Nursing Thoroughbred Mare with a matching foal after 49 years.
ReplyDeleteIt's always difficult cleaning out houses after 40 or 50 years. Best wishes with the hard stuff!