There is nothing like good news on Monday morning. Martha is off the tubes and doing well. A friend visited her last night and report: "She looked Great!!.. She is recovering faster and better than the doctors expected (us Alaskans!). They are impressed." She said Mike and Martha asked for continued prayer, for all of them, it's a pretty big thing to survive a plane crash in Lynn Canal, and that cards may mailed to Martha Mackowiak, Patient, Harborview Medical Center, 325 9th Ave. Seattle, WA 98104.
"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
-Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince
"Sometimes things don't go, after all, from bad to worse." That's a line from a poem by Sheenagh Pugh ( I think that's how to spell her name.) It's been rolling around in my head this morning with so much good news. The Macowiaks survived a plane crash in Lynn Canal. It's a miracle, really. Mike, and his son and one of Valina Hansen's girls are all okay.
"You will improve with practice, but practice will never make you perfect. Why should it? What fun would that be?"- Stephen King in his memoir On Writing
It's going to be a nice night to Trick or Treat for children and for their parents to get crazy and dance around the bonfires or walk from the Pioneer to the Fogcutter bars in costume. Also, we get an extra hour of sleep tomorrow so that's nice, sort of. (Chip just said "now instead of getting up at quarter to five I'll get up at quarter to four.") The weather is supposed to turn cold and snow is in the forecast next week, so I really better get the the geraniums potted for indoors and the dahlia bulbs inside and dry.
A poster with "Be Ye Kind" and a picture of a soft eyed bunny was taped by the door to Mrs. Edwards' primary school classroom when my youngest daughter attended school. (She's going to be 25 soon.) It's funny, but of all the things that must have happened that year; the conferences, the report cards, the home reading logs, field trips, head lice (Or not? I'm not sure now. Imagine that. At the time such things made me hysterical.) Anyway, what I still remember is Be Ye Kind.
It was funny at the pool this morning as all everyone was talking about was the moon last night, and three different people noted that they thought the motion sensor lights had turned on in the yard from a moose or bear before they realized it was a natural night light. The early bird swimmers caught the moonset over the mountains on the way to the pool and the pink sunrise as lovely as any you'll ever see on the way home. That's the nice thing about dark mornings, and the really nice thing about clear October days. Speaking of the pool, the Thursday after school free swim is a big hit.
I know, what are the odds that I would be on a third medevac flight for a bike accident? This time it was to Anchorage's Providence Hospital rather than Harborview in Seattle, and it wasn't family, rather a friend who is like family. My neighbor Linnus the art teacher collided with a car in the alley behind the school parking lot on her way home from work Thursday and badly broke her lower leg. It's a good thing she is very private and banned social media for the week as the early news was scary and worrisome.