Earlier in the month, a customary trip to First Thursday ended up with moi being the owner of some exquisite silver jewelry. BigC spotted this girl painting some scarves and watched her in awe. Bought one for keeepsake and stories are being told of the cool painting methods. At home, i dug up an older set from an Indian friend that had been in the bag where i'd left them years ago - lots of nostalgia...just like the glass trinkets from another friend's cruise through Greece.This appears to be the year of meeting old friends out-of-the-blue...P from the India office, D from PU college. Met over more dosa (leftover from serving up some NorthIndian friends) and caught up on all those years. Maybe its just us getting so old that we finally converge. Amid all this, BigC had the first sleepover at friends' without us getting a call in the middle of the night. Together with the dreaded movie at the cinema-hall, they have almost been a rite of passage this summer.
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| in the garden - containers overflowing with Mandevilla, last year's sweet Alyssum and variegated Geranium finding many a friends' home |
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