A good friend is a connection to life —
a tie to the past, a road to the future,
the key to sanity in a totally insane
I had the whole day to piddle since
Alex went to stay with one of his
brother's for the weekend.
I worked in the garden pulling weeds,
enjoyed a visit with another son and
his fiancé who brought me sushi, then
a trip to town for new workout clothes,
and a late night of reading.
Saturday I took off bright and early to
spend the day with my best friend.
We talked and talked and talked.
Lunch was at a favorite restaurant,
then a stroll along the waterfront
browsing the craft fair that had been
set up. Later we returned to her house,
her to cross stitch, me to knit as we
watched this.; it was fantastic, I laughed
and I cried, I loved it!
Since no one was home when I got back
I had a dinner of homemade hummus
with vegetable chips and then for
dessert I ate fresh strawberries with
fresh whipped cream; sometimes it's
nice not to cook. I had another
late night when I saw TCM was playing
an old favorite.
I have spent Sunday putting up what I think
maybe the last of the strawberries, sitting
in the yard knitting and listening to the honey
bees busy at work, taking a nap and preparing
for the new week.
It's been a good weekend.
Joining with Amanda.