I rolled out of bed this morning with a goal of getting to the Baker Wetlands before the sun came up too high, before it rained, and before I got caught up in any monkey business around the house. What follows is a true tale (not a tall tale) of the most unexpected, delightful, coincidental meeting at... of all places... the grocery store, where I went when I left the wetlands. Bear with me while I get there.
First of all there was bee balm, a nice cloudy sky, and all manner of yellow flowers starting to bloom.



There were signs of more water at the wetlands and forgive me but the bee balm.



The grasses are always beautiful, and I came upon a new area with American Lotus blooms. Hurrah.



The cat tails are taller than me.

And what about this Queen Anne's lace right before it opens? The wonder of nature.


55 minutes later I was back at the car, heading to HyVee for blueberries, a lemon, buttermilk, all the makings for a blueberry breakfast/snacking cake. So... I am walking through the aisles and all of a sudden a woman with a very stylish haircut and nice glasses says to me "Carol?", and I say "yes" as I try to think of who she is because she does not look familiar to me. I flip through the rolodex in my brain - family member of a patient I took care of?, have I taken a class with her in the past?, but nothing clicks. Then she says "I'm Kathy Saylor from around Pittsburg, I have been reading your blog for years, my daughter just moved here and I came for a visit and was so hoping I would run in to you." Seriously, how completely FUN was that? That the timing of our trip to a grocery store would have our paths literally cross. I was so happy that she said something to me (despite the fact that I had my waterproof black shoes on, red shorts, a somewhat dirty white t-shirt, and crazy hair). We chatted for just a few moments and each went on our way.
Sometimes, when you least expect it, life presents you with little gifts, moments that are unbelievably simple and perfect. Kathy Saylor is was so GOOD to meet you.
P.S. Marti Huff if you are reading, she told me to tell you HI!