This past weekend, I savored uninterrupted conversations with dear friends and shared life in the most delightful of ways. Together, five friends and I chatted with someone we greatly admire, snapped myriad photos of picture-perfect, centuries-old houses and storefronts in Colonial Williamsburg, and ate sliced fruit out of bowls made from the orange rind. You know, just like how we all serve our children each morning.
I enjoyed my first trip to rural Virginia and drove to my friends’ country house at 3 a.m. after a long, delayed flight starting in Oregon. If you’ve never driven a rental car in pitch black (save for the lightning storm where God was just showing off), down forest and swamp-hugging roads, and onto a field of grass where you’re pretty sure you’re going to drive straight off a cliff, then you’ve never lived.
The Parks weren’t kidding when they said they lived out in the country. And it was delightful, right down to the screened porch. And also, I’ve never slept on such a comfortable sofa bed. Impressive, Charlie and Sarah.
All photos by the talented Heidi Scovel
This entire trip was all about meeting Susan Wise Bauer, touring Peace Hill Press and the delightful people who work there, and sharing stories, questions, and laughter over ourselves as parents, educators, and women. And it couldn’t have been more perfect.
Starting next Monday, I’ll share more about my time. For today, though, I want to encourage you as I encourage myself—to be thankful for the many, many people in my life who make it sweeter. Friends—honest, real, imperfect friends—are one of the purest gifts on earth. I count myself blessed.
“But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine.” -Thomas Jefferson
How has friendship blessed you lately?