Framed
When Proteccion Civil directed that three blocks of the mountainside fraccionamiento I live in should be evacuated because of feared landslides from Hurricane Patricia, there was very little time to decide just what to take. In the pounding rain, Pasiano and I unloaded my car, which was full of cartons of art supplies for the calaveras decorating and loaded dog cages, a few clothes, dog food, food from my refrigerator and three dogs. Here Frida stands peering over the back seat, framed by the hatchback of my minivan. Actually, this picture was taken the day we came back. The beer was a gift I bought at a microbrewery on my way home–a gift for the friends where we had taken shelter for the night.
Since three dogs seemed a bit much to inflict upon my friend Audrey, Frida stayed with other friends: Glenda and Mario. Not knowing if they’d let us come back home the next day, I had brought only Morrie and Diego back with me to inquire at the office if we could move back in. When the answer was affirmative, I left Diego and Morrie at home and went to get our stuff and Frida. Here they stand framed by the garage gate, waiting for their sister to be “unloaded.” Luckily, no rain at all on this day we were supposed to get 20 inches and have 100 mph. winds! The whole moving out debacle ended up being much ado about nothing. Luckily!!
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 