Imagine a friendly game of badminton among friends. Not a competitive, strategic match, but the kind where you play just for the joy of it. The birdie falls right at your feet or way back out-of-bounds - the real fun of it is keeping the game going. That describes our conversation (last night) over a brilliant dinner, with our dear friends Larry and Tricia. Our talk bounced from the immediate and sobering present to the hilarious memories of our past...and back again. The smoked pork chops and cheesecake were amazing. We are grateful for such generosity and friendship.
Today, we drove out to cousins Karon and Bob's place - Bob, unfortunately, is under the weather, but Karon wanted us to have a rhubarb pie , straight from her garden - slow food. Mmmm. We are off to Myrt's to share a slice right now. Over and out.
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