Oh, friends! How grand their presence in my life! I'm thinking of two right now: one who lives in Florida, the other in New Mexico. You've heard of them -- we've crisscrossed each others paths for most of our lives.
What exactly have we done together? Gone to school, traveled -- many times and to far away places, with kids, without kids, watched first marriages turn complicated, gone to weddings of our children, gone to second weddings of some of us, discussed grandkids -- endlessly, drank tons of espressos and not a few glasses of rosé, cooked, hiked, sat on trains, planes, and automobiles together. I tell Snowdrop they're like my American sibs. Last night, they flew into Madison. Diane is staying at the farmhouse, Barbara is with her kin in town and today and the next day the three of us are wonderfully in each other's hair.
Beginning with breakfast.
Oh! Look who else stopped by (for a few hours)!
Our young visitor plays, eats, rests, and leaves.
And in the afternoon I go to pick up Snowdrop. Oh, the joy of leaf piles!
And chickens.
And stories. SO many stories...
In the evening, my two pals and I cook and talk. So much to review, think about, enjoy.
Those are, of course, the best moments with friends -- when you can laugh at the absurdities, past and present. And then, sit down to a meal together (joined by Ed for this) and chuckle once more.
What exactly have we done together? Gone to school, traveled -- many times and to far away places, with kids, without kids, watched first marriages turn complicated, gone to weddings of our children, gone to second weddings of some of us, discussed grandkids -- endlessly, drank tons of espressos and not a few glasses of rosé, cooked, hiked, sat on trains, planes, and automobiles together. I tell Snowdrop they're like my American sibs. Last night, they flew into Madison. Diane is staying at the farmhouse, Barbara is with her kin in town and today and the next day the three of us are wonderfully in each other's hair.
Beginning with breakfast.
Oh! Look who else stopped by (for a few hours)!
Our young visitor plays, eats, rests, and leaves.
And in the afternoon I go to pick up Snowdrop. Oh, the joy of leaf piles!
And chickens.
And stories. SO many stories...
In the evening, my two pals and I cook and talk. So much to review, think about, enjoy.
Those are, of course, the best moments with friends -- when you can laugh at the absurdities, past and present. And then, sit down to a meal together (joined by Ed for this) and chuckle once more.
What a grand three days, so perfectly captured in your posts. I especially like the opening of this one, summarizing our many, many years of wonderful friendship.
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