We were half a dozen strong (or so). Spent the past weekend in the Catskills, in the coolest of Catskills towns, though there's something decidedly, uncool-ly touristy about it, too. The farmhouse we rented was a bit lopsided, but had two porches, a good kitchen and plenty of comfy places to sit and sleep. We hiked, walked, sat on the lawn, watched the kids play, searched for foliage, discovered orange mushrooms and salamanders, traded exploits, complaints, confidences, banalities, intimacies. Nice to have a close group of friends as an adult that (for the most part) trusts one another and knows each other's quirks--and still chooses to vacation together! I feel lucky.
So, it may be time to re-enter the wild and wooly democracy of CL. Stay tuned.
Ciao!
Paola
3 comments:
for the MOST part trusts one another? hmm. very mysterious. love the title of your blog entry!
ps: you forgot to mention the car that burst into flame!
I was in bed for the flaming car incident...I missed the excitement of the weekend (though I saw it out the window). You'll have to start your own blog....
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