It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. who matter. – Marlene Dietrich
I am very grateful for mine.
There was not a full moon (I checked) and I do not know how the planets were aligned, but this was a challenging week on many fronts.
Thanks to a good friend, last night I was drinking an enormous Manhattan, some good wine, and sharing a sumptuous meal featuring boneless pork ribs with onions, garlic, fresh rosemary and heavy cream. This is a dish I will add to my list of treasures. I did not take a picture, but I will next time.
Of course, we could have been eating baloney sandwiches and beer. It was the conversation with someone I trust that made all the difference.
Like this only bigger.
Firearms, fibers, any news or behaviors that make me say, "hmm, let me take another look at this."
I still miss my man, but my aim is getting better.
Gunsmoke and Knitting 