Home weekend

According to himself Moselito was here for not two and a half weekend days but three nights. Always looking forward to visit with Ellena. Since everybody refers to me as Ellena he sees no need to call me Mom. I don't think it's Mom that attracts him to 'here' (I miss saying house and avoid saying apartment). It is the food and sweets that he can have as much of as he wants or the music that he can listen to all day long and late into the evening or the outing to see a movie with restaurant food as an entree or or or. Nice change to estate work, washing dishes for 12 people or more 3 times a day, pottery workshop, weaving workshop, milking the community cow early in the morning, rehearsing for a play or attending 'college lessons'. I said 'nice change'. No complaints from Moselito and none from me. I hope he is as happy as I think he is and wish autists would know how to convey their feelings - I miss being hugged by my son.     

The Ihlinger Tor

It is an eternity ago since I last walked through this tower - the Ihlinger Tor. The door on the left side leads into apartments. One of my friends lived there and gave me 'A tree grows in Broklyn' as a going away present when I left not knowing that I would eventually end up not far from New York. On the opposite side is a Gasthaus. If a flag was seen hanging out of a window it meant that someone had his lips on a beer mug and needed to get a lift home.

The steep cobblestone paved walkway passed the Gasthaus is not visible nor is the mill facing it. Sometimes a young apprentice would hang out of the window and make my heart beat fast as I was climbing up hill on the way to school. The Panorama street was a shorter way to school but nobody hung out of any window. 

Paper rolls.

The Bodhi Chicklet says that in her household the empty ones are decorating the plunger handle besides the seat, another person says that his wife stores place mats by rolling them on empty rolls and I transform them into boxes for small gifts - to each his own. 

Staying in today

because snow and freezing rain
                             because I am busy relearning what I learned many decades ago
but not because  of paraskeveethekatriaphobia     Friday 13th