Janie heated up the oven while the rest of us put the finishing touches on our potluck dishes, slicing and dicing...As Janie slid her loaf of sourdough bread in the oven to bake we gathered around her long, sturdy, farmhouse table and shared our stories...Soon the smell of fresh baked bread made our tummies rumble and we took a lunch break...Salads, warm sourdough bread, cake and fruit celebrating Maxine's birthday for dessert...A surprise visitor joined us, Chris a long time member of the Write People, now living in a care center, thanks to her daughter arrived to join us for lunch.
Mid afternoon the sun broke through...We all gathered around the front porch where Janie had picked the spot for her new peony, a gift from the Write People in memory of her grandson Rowdy...Pam wielded the shovel and Janie lovingly set the plant, tamping the soil around its roots...A fitting memorial to bloom each spring celebrating his life...All in all another day of sharing stories, written and oral, remembering other years and looking forward to many more...Hugs To All...OWAV:)
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