Sunday views

I believe this sign lies!



But these colors are true, and amazing:



And while it's not properly in focus, this wind chime delights me:

My own personal psychic

The scene: Seattle, 10 pm, Sunday night. I'm at home in Ballard; Frances is at home on the far rural side of Redmond.

Me: Turns out there is one medical thing I need to get tomorrow. I thought I had an unopened bottle of glucose test strips, but it turns out I have two empties and the current one will run out tomorrow morning. I'm embarrassed.

Her: Check under your living room office desk. Not sure but think I saw something there.

A brief pause ensues.

Me: Hey, do you know who my heroine is tonight?

Her: ?

Me: That's where the test strips had gone, sure enough.

Her: Under the desk?

Me: Yes! So I'm set.

Her: That's your handy database service.

Me: Great truth!

Her: Who else will find your stuff? Remotely. Why, I almost seem psychic!

Me: *is astounded*

Her: Hmmmm. I have a feeling you should looooook... Hmmm under, under. A dark, recently vacated area... Hmmmm a desk? In a front room...

And this is why it's good to know the right people and have them care about you. :)