Ever wondered what happened to the helium balloon after you accidentally let go of it? This morning I discovered Florrie resting on a small shrub next to the steps as I came in from fetching the morning paper.
It had been quite windy yesterday, so she could have spent time between the weekend and now stuck in the branches of the tree just above where she now rests.
After a little research I think by they way she has torn that it was the thinning atmosphere as she rose higher and higher that caused her demise.
Reminds me of the whole school balloon launches that were popular about 30 years ago. Sent off with optimism that the attached postcards would be returned after the seeds secured to them were planted. Some did come back, mainly from farmers in Gippsland happy to oblige the kids. Then there was the card that came all the way from Europe via the travelling friend of one of the teachers.
Since then we have learned of the harm all that stray latex and string brings to the environment, particularly sea creatures, so no more balloon launches.
Florrie tried a new life as a kitten toy, with limited success.
Thinking like Vireya that Florrie came from a significant birthday celebration, I did some searching. Instead of a centenarian I discovered that Florrie is the name of a new venture located in High St, Armadale about 50 min away by road. The business sells a fancy doll and also hosts birthday parties. They sent me a lovely reply to my email.
I am very sorry to report that one of your balloons has flown all the way to Warranwood. It did not survive the trip.