Friday, September 25, 2009

The promise of something new

Amidst the warmth of old friends and the gentle smell of the first sweet peas, we ate and drank and laughed until our sides hurt. It was perfect. One of those fabulous afternoons spent around the kitchen table in the orange kitchen with The Big Black Dog lolling at the feet of each person in turn, sluttily lying on her back to have her tummy tickled, and The Siamese Princess hopping from lap to lap. In the blink of an eyelid, the afternoon passed and the sun sank behind the mountain.

There's just something so lovely about an extended lunch with old friends. And what could be better than the promise of a new friend?

7 comments:

allie said...

Oh how you capture the moments!
I sure hope you are wrting short stories - or at least earmarking some of your posts for that?

Shiny said...

Thanks Allie. Don't think I'm quite good enough for 'real writing'... x

allie said...

You really have no idea how talented you are Shiny, do you?
Trust me
Go for it

allie said...

You really have no idea how talented you are Shiny, do you?
Trust me
Go for it

Wenchy said...

You are so right.

Shiny said...

Thanks, Wenchy, for popping by. Here's to new friends x

Shiny said...

Thanks, Wenchy, for popping by. Here's to new friends x