An invitation is always a gift!
When the invitation is a special treat to be with special friends...
it is an extraordinary gift.
Anneliese and her H invited us all to the lakehouse for the afternoon and dinner.
When we arrived....Anneliese was busy putting together some salads.
Chairs had already been set out for visiting ...
...and I just soaked in the beauty which was both intentional and natural.
Just last week I was wishing we could participate in a elegant picnic and here it was.
We may not have all been wearing the required white outfits but the food was delicious and the friendship around the table was more than pure white perfection.
There was six of us with our husbands.
Four missing and missed so much.
We went to have a look at the fallen apple tree and set ourselves upon the trunk for a photo opportunity.
The fair has nothing on the free tire ride.
The smiles and the laughter were authentic.
I was dizzy.
I want a tire swing...
no surprise there.
Harv and Bev brought Salmon that had been recently caught on a fishing trip and Harv prepared it in his smoke house grill.
There is that moment before we all sit down when we just enjoy the table before us.
We sang the doxology...
....and broke bread together ...
and fellowshipped around the table.
Ellen and and her "dear" left a bit before us.
Off they went...
hand in hand to cross the border.
It was a gift that they came.
From the kitchen I enjoyed seeing the men enjoying conversations.
Just as the sun was setting a full double rainbow across the lake was provided by God.
We each felt a dozen sprinkles of rain and given a rainbow of unproportioned beauty.
His promises are always true and I took that home with me.
Thank you Lord for the blessings at the lake house!
I am grateful.
all for now...