“Wake up. Smile and tell yourself: Today is my day.” ~ Unknown
art of skipping rocks
I promised you’d meet Shelly Womack and here she is skipping rocks on the Illinois River. Angie’s been telling me how awesome Shelly is for a while now. She was right. Shelly is extremely creative and very sweet with her time. After Jerry died, she made Angie a quilt from his old t-shirts. She’s even helping husband/partner Charlie Tannehill build their cabin at the Illinois River Village. Among Shelly’s gifts is the uncanny ability to see rocks with small holes. The Illinois River is full of small rocks with small holes drilled in them by the currents over God knows how many centuries. Without much effort, none at all that I could tell, Shelly can see them just by walking along the river’s edge. By the time we went back to her cabin my pockets were full of these holy (hol-e) rocks. I’ve brought them home and I’ll make something special from them that will always remind me of Shelly.
a friend in need is a friend indeed
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