For friends coming for lunch, we made a festival of pies. Lamb pie, beef pie and key-lime pie for pud. While we grated the lime zest I was instantly back in Key West where the streets smell of limes from all the clapboard stores selling hot pies.
The friends were ones we haven't seen for so long. Too long. It was so refreshing to catch up and hear their news and get excited about our first camping trip of the year in May.
When they arrived they bought beautiful pink tulips for me. Clair said she didn't know what to bring because everytime I go to them I take something that I have either made or grown myself. I felt quite pleased to be known for my rustic crafty efforts.