Yesterday I was holed up in my sewing closet working on my doll clothes.
I kept glancing outside at the sunshine and wondered at my timing to begin a project just as the sun was making a rare appearance.
I kept one eye on the clock and noticed it was about 2 pm . ..coffee break time for my beloved.
Minutes later I heard a good solid knock on the kitchen door and recognized my cue to get the coffee pot on.
I walked into the kitchen and glanced at the door and was pleasantly surprised to see Marg.
She had a gift bag in hand and a few minutes to spare so the coffee was started and I opened my gift.
Enclosed was a zip loc bag of gooey batter . ..
a small wrapped loaf ..
and a recipe (of course).
A while back she had posted that she was making friendship loaves that we all had growing on our counters in the 80's. I mentioned I wouldn't mind a bit of her batter ..and so she drove down through the valley and delivered on my wish.
Coffee in hand. .
I called my beloved for coffee break and together we sat and ate friendship loaf and between the three of us. . .emptied a pot of coffee.
We pulled the lawn chairs to the sheltered side of the house and felt the warmth of the sun on
our my pale face.
Last night I added my 1 cup of flour. .1 cup of sugar and 1 cup of milk to the zip loc bag and gave it a good mush.
Next week. . I will be knocking on doors. . .with a bag of gooey batter. ..a small loaf. .and a recipe.
Friendship . . .
it's a good thing.
all for now ..