This is what our sky looked like today. There has not been one shred of a cloud, not one tiny wisp or whisker. It's as if all of the clouds were emptied of their rain yesterday and simply disappeared in a vaporous dream. Those camellias are the peppermint kind, red and white striped, and they are starting to bloom.
I have felt so much better today. It's been one of those re-birth days where you remember what it's like to feel fairly normal. My hips still hurt and my skin is still very sensitive so I am assuming that there's still some inflammatory process going on but I can live with that.
And then I determined that the the Seminole mother should be Betty May Tiger Jumper. Go to the link if you would like to know more about her namesake. And her daughter there, is Scarlet, named for Betty Mae's adopted daughter. The sweet, handmade Black baby who was obviously played with and loved on by at least one child, is now named Rosa Violet. "Rosa" for Rosa Parks and Violet because that is the first name that came to me and I love it.
They are now tucked in with Dorothy Anne and Emily and I think that all of them are happy about that.