Neighbor Logan and daughter Lise were busy while she was staying here, but we were able to have bubble tea together two days before her departure date. I loved the taste of my drink. I had a very hard time getting the bubbles to come up through the straw. Lise tried mine and was successful. I drank the liquid and took the cup home to fish out the bubbles with a spoon. I felt like a child who just couldn't get the hang of an easy skill.
Logan and Lise with bubble tea
Neighbor Holly said she was happy to take Lise to the airport, since the flight was on the weekend. An hour before we were leaving, the airline called and said the flight was cancelled. We soon found out Hurricane Debby was the reason. Hundreds of people were then calling for new reservations, flooding the system. Lise had been on hold for four hours when the airline disconnected the call. She held on another three hours to get an agent. The usual on-line bookings were not available. It felt odd, since we didn't get any hurricane-type weather in the mountains. Lise's new reservations were FOUR DAYS later.
We were delighted to have more time together without any strings attached. The first thing I did was prepare deviled eggs, a favorite that she had asked for. Lise took a photo of me with the eggs, but I have a new problem rotating pictures. I laughed at the shot I had of the eggs. There is always one in a crowd that won't cooperate.
Anne with the deviled eggs
Logan was available to walk with us one of those extra mornings. His sharp eyes spotted a mushroom with a red stem, something I had never seen before.
Something I couldn't photograph were the times we got tickled at something that was said and ended up laughing uncontrollably. We tend to do this every time we are together, but we don't have a score card.
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