Here's the Tale

So here's the tale:

What do you get when you try to tent 

your entire garage and string it with 

twinkle lights and drape it with glitter

 and garlands and stars and fill it 

with hundreds of supplies

and have ten crazy fun women over 

for the day to create and glitter 

and eat..and eat some more?

You get 11 obsessed women playing and laughing

and making wreaths and ornaments and learning new techniques and munching treats and...

 having fun, and being wonderful, strong,

delightful women and

I love them all

and I am blessed with each class

for all these 25 +years of Gatherings,

and now that we did the first trial run of the tent,

I have grandiose ideas for the next one.

I'll be painting the ceiling blue and let's see..

about 50 more yards of tulle Tanya, and...

Heather has promised decent shots 

of the event to come soon..

days like yesterday,

 I just cannot take any worthy photos

 so excuse these, but I wanted to share,

 even though there is no way to explain the energy, 

or play a tape of the laughter..

and we soldier on through diet sodas

 and peanut butter cups

 and after dinner we head back 

out for more, and eventually cannot even

 see the table tops or find anything.

(those shots to come hopefully)

..and Lord help me, she's gonna kill me for this,

but you get a pal who will decorate herself 

after the first 10 hours with her wreath and it's parts

 to get the laugh out of a few great friends who all grab

 their cameras for a shot!!

(Tanya and Heather's hands in the corner lol)

oh Lord how I love these women...

I hope you are as blessed with friends

 like this in your life.

Each bringing their own special qualities to the mix.

Think of pine cones, snow and glitter, 

 berries and fruit and leaves.

all intertwining, supporting each other's 

textures and colors and finishing 

off an unbroken circle..

A wreath of friendship.

One I can hang my joys and fears

and dreams upon and know in that circle,

I will find what I need to nourish my soul.

Ladies, you're the best.

with love,

z


a small postscript
pictures from the day
far better than mine
here