it's not everyday...
that 20 something years later
you meet up with a childhood friend ☺
"the chicken bone picture" (us as two year old friends
in the good old Andes Mountains)
I could call this
"when west coast meets east".
I think we figured out
that the last time we saw each other
was when we were 12.
This July I got a fb message
saying "we're going to be coming east, want to meet up?"
"AbsolUtely!"
so we did.
At this lovely old farm.
I still smile when I think that our girls got to meet.
back in the "old" days
we would dream about "someday"
when would be all grown up...
now we are "there". smile.
I told her oldest
"I knew your mommy when we were 2!"
to which she responded,
"I do not remember that..." ☺
how fun...
we were shown wonderful hospitality.
a trip to the horse barn
the happy work of "peeling" corn
the girls were in "charge" of
making sure the ice cream maker was "churned"
we all feasted
on freshly made peach cobbler
and ice cream. yUm.
what a blessing.
