...of plates, soup bowls, dessert bowls and saucers, all white ceramic, but with a raised flower along one edge.
Today we were out in the yard, having lunch under our aspen trees. We heard a chinking sound, and G---- hailed the leaver. A slender young man with a dark goatee said, "Yeah, we just had a wedding reception and my friend brought all her spare dishes - but we have dishes already." "Well, thanks, and congratulations." "Yeah, thanks."
Weddings. Marriage. Wow. We are a brave lot, we humans.
Our tenants leave Wednesday for Spokane to get married out in a field. The guests will camp out, the bride and bridesmaids will wear flip-flops, guests are encouraged to bring their drums. This seems a good start to a lifetime relationship: be close to Nature; your home may have to move with you; it's okay to be comfortable; play music, loudly sometimes.
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