Aunt Phyllis Time, Then Drive To Lake Shelbyville Near Sullivan

5/16/13 Thursday at Sullivan, IL (Forest Bo Wood-COE)

Last night Aunt Phyllis had given us her “funny money”. When she plays card games like Black Jack, she wins this money. You can spend it at the canteen and they really want it to stay in circulation. So she told us to get our breakfast at the canteen, using her “funny money” to pay for it, then to call her so she could join us. We did. Boy those were big breakfasts – 2 eggs, 2 sausages or bacon slices, 2 toasts. She still had lots of “funny money” left over. The she drove us in her car through the cemetery, then to a neat corner of several tall US flags and the words: “One Nation Under God”.

Finally she showed us the beautiful mansions on Quincy. There are blocks and blocks of them. So beautiful, with of course, beautiful yards. Back at the Home we had more time sharing on the balcony until lunch, which we enjoyed at the dining hall. This was such fun, they had such good food – beans, barbecued ribs, baked potatoes, rolls, salad bar, deserts of lemon cake or fruit. I took way more than I could eat. We had the best of times talking with all the other ladies at our table. Really accomplished women for their time. This is is the kind of place I’d love to spend my slow-go years.

IMG_9265 Aunt Phyllis 3Back to the balcony for more great conversation with Aunt Phyllis, then time to leave. Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Three hours (plus time for potty break and more gas) later, we got home to a very hot RV. We remedied that soon enough, then had a light supper of sandwiches. Our drive home went pretty fast, because we had such fun talking about what we shared with Aunt Phyllis. Tomorrow we drive to her daughter’s farm in Elwood, south of Chicago.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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