Layne was here
Layne arrived Wednesday afternoon and left this morning. It was too brief a visit (I'd hoped for 4 days), but it was a wonderful visit. We haven't seen each other in almost six years, but have kept in touch sporadically via phone.
Layne is a talented needleworker and I was able to persuade her to take all the patterns, fabric, beads, needles and thread I had stored for a few years. (I optimistically thought that some day I'd see well enough to cross-stitch, embroidery, and do hardanger again. It's not going to happen.) But Layne can use it - or she can give it way to someone else.
Last night Tom and Karin made Frogmore Stew and invited several friends and all of the family to eat with them. They set up a couple of long folding tables, scrounged chairs and benches from both houses, covered the tables with newspaper, and poured the strained stew on the newspaper. We all ate with our fingers out under the stars. It was delicious, and the conversation was entertaining. After supper we put away the chairs and benches, rolled up the newspapers with the corncobs and shrimp shells and threw them away, wiped down the tables and folded them up and stored them back in the garage. Tom and David washed the pots, and that was it.
Layne and I retired to the living room where I gave her a crash course in sock knitting on two circulars and on double-pointed needles and showed her how to knit the Mason-Dixon Ballband dishcloth.
This morning she left (without Delilah, although she warned us several times that she just might have to take the cat home with her).
Layne is a talented needleworker and I was able to persuade her to take all the patterns, fabric, beads, needles and thread I had stored for a few years. (I optimistically thought that some day I'd see well enough to cross-stitch, embroidery, and do hardanger again. It's not going to happen.) But Layne can use it - or she can give it way to someone else.
Last night Tom and Karin made Frogmore Stew and invited several friends and all of the family to eat with them. They set up a couple of long folding tables, scrounged chairs and benches from both houses, covered the tables with newspaper, and poured the strained stew on the newspaper. We all ate with our fingers out under the stars. It was delicious, and the conversation was entertaining. After supper we put away the chairs and benches, rolled up the newspapers with the corncobs and shrimp shells and threw them away, wiped down the tables and folded them up and stored them back in the garage. Tom and David washed the pots, and that was it.
Layne and I retired to the living room where I gave her a crash course in sock knitting on two circulars and on double-pointed needles and showed her how to knit the Mason-Dixon Ballband dishcloth.
This morning she left (without Delilah, although she warned us several times that she just might have to take the cat home with her).
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posted by Laura at
9:35 AM
2 Comments:
Sounds like a delightful visit.
And we l.o.v.e. Frogmore Stew aka Low Country Boil. I usually prepare in in the summertime. Wonderful way to feed a crowd!
Nice that it was warm enough to eat outside. Sounds reminiscent of a Louisiana crawfish boil.
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