Dorothea's Visit

Since retiring from the post office several years ago, my friend Dorothea has blossomed into the quilter she always longed to be.   Now that she has the time to devote to her passion, the results are stunning.

She and I only see each other once or twice a year, but since we are kindred spirits, we have an easy time of picking up right where we last left off.  She came up for lunch and an afternoon visit several weeks ago and brought along her latest works.  To use one of her favorite expressions, I was gobsmacked by her creations.

We sat back in our chairs at the dining table and talked, laughed and drank tea.  She unwrapped her quilts and I ooohed and ahhed (all the time wondering if it might not be time for me to retire too).  Then we ate lunch.  She contributed the smoked goat meat (delicious!) and a jar of artichoke tapenade.  I made my lentil salad and cut up several cheeses. It was, admittedly, an interesting menu but delicious.
















Dorothea is one in a million.  I'm truly blessed to have such a friend.