A week ago I ran away to visit my dear friend, Venus, and her family.
A drive down beautiful country roads, past sprawling farms and small pristine churches, I arrived in the early afternoon, bearing fresh plantains for our Jamaican feast of the evening.
An afternoon of girls gabbing, catching up and finishing off the kitchen work so the next few days would be all play and no work. Later we fancied our Jamaican Jerk chicken, fried plantains and a luscious garden salad.
The following day the picnic basket packed, we trailed off to the Daniel Stowe Garden. There, on the patio, we dined before our tour, then set off down the serpentine paths under arched fountains, awestruck by the beauty of a paradise of floral and botanical wonder. Intermixed in the plan were sculptures, topiary and a larger than life bird cage that emanated as from a fairy tale, filled with brightly colored birds, flitting and flirting and posing. The finale of our tour was a venture through the orchid house exhibition, so much more loveliness than I have words to describe.
Back to home, we relished in some communal studio time, building clay, sewing and more chat. Breaking in the new studio space, giving it soul, filling its space with the love of creation and being together. Friends who have long loved the artistic link that binds us.
Another great dinner of homemade garden pizza ended our day.
Watering the garden, walking on country roads, reading, we spent the next day mostly out of doors.
Venus sensed a large truck approaching.
We accepted delivery from Mr FedEx of a couple of Way Cool chairs for the new studio. A gift for the lovely lady, from the lovely Mr. C.
Girls night out at the Patti-O Bar and Grill. Big Juicy Patti-Melts and brews and still more girl chat. These girls can talk. A Blue streak. A mile a minute. All day and All night.
It's a beautiful thing!
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