It’s been 11 years since we met our dear, dear friends in our favorite Pittsburgh park. Spending time together was soul nourishment of the deepest kind. I had to catch my breath as I watched our babies meet again as almost-twelve-year-olds. So much has changed; so much remains the same.
A week ago.
The blues were captivating.
The wind was constant.
Waves overpowering the sound of children playing.
Swelling gratitude for growing friendships.
Filling up on a sun-soaked day with some of our very favorite people.
June evening light in this beautiful farm valley.
There is magic in creating with friends.
Around the table at The Schwaiger Nature Academy!
(Okay, so maybe they were only around the table — all at the same time — for about 3 minutes. But I managed to create some photographic evidence! )
Wallace talks about our neighbors, Mike and Paula, every day — pointing over at their house, waving, and repeating their names (and their cat’s name, and their grand-dog’s name). After a visit from another neighbor’s puppy, he has added “Puppy!” to his repetoire.
We have the honor of hosting three little friends for our Friday morning nature academy!
Our dear friend Sally gave the girls this beautiful sewing box, which was hand stitched in the early 1920s by Sally’s mother-in-law for one of her bridesmaids. Amabel and Ellen are in awe of the delicate stitches and beautiful fabric. It is truly a treasure — now being put to use again, filled with tiny tools for their latest projects.
Dear Sally, thank you for your generous spirit and for passing this on to us.