WONDERS NEVER CEASE
Wonders never cease! Four baby chicks and a lasting friendship of four. They’re ordinary wonders worth celebrating.
About the friendship, first. Quite a few years ago, carrying a platter of cookies warm from their oven, Julie and Mel Anderson deliver their gift to their new neighbors, Susie and Tom Bewick. They’ve been celebrating their magical foursome friendship ever since.
Julie arrives in her role as Reception Impresario, followed not long after by her husband, Mel. Julie and Mel, Susie and Tom—this two couple foursome is up to their usual magic—creating with joie de vivre that inspires everyone. Sharon and Jim Patton lend hands and laughter to the Reception preparations and tidy up. More friends bring beautiful foods to place on Julie’s spring bright tablecloth, centered with Susie’s grandmother’s vintage blue vase abundantly filled with daffodils and forsythia from the Andersons’ gardens.
While Nancy and Jeff Dymott greet guests at the door, Susie, radiant from head to toe in white, visits with admirers and patrons. Sales are made by Carolyn Cole and Board Members Jackie Boyer and Jane Van Den Berg, as artCentral Prepitor David Matthews shuffles cars in a pinch. The night is as festive, elegant and fun as Susie’s paintings. David and I depart with the satisfaction of knowing “Ordinary Wonders” remains on view during gallery hours through March 19th.
Home again and opening our door to Paradise, we’re greeted by our own ordinary wonders—Ding, our magnificent cat and Chiquita, our exuberant puppy and our four chickie-babes peep-peep-peeping in their pen beneath their warming lamp. The tiny ones are flourishing now, but the story is different when they come to live with us a little over a week ago.
A nice man at Race Brothers helps us select four of different varieties. We bring them home in a shoe box and name them immediately. Penelope grows more rotund by the minute. Sadie is little, black and sexy. Bella, is golden with tiny white wings. Hazel we almost lose. She suffers from “starve out”, having depleted her internal supply of yoke. Too weak to eat, she barely has the strength to stand. Swaying, she watches the others. We mix gruel and take turns feeding her little bits from the edge of David’s crumber, left over from his restaurant days.
Today Hazel’s eating with the others and learning the social skills of belonging to a happy flock. Wonders never cease!