Last night was the Summer Solstice, the longest day and shortest night of the year. In the photo below, it's almost 9:45 pm. The sky was gorgeous, streaked with deep rose.
The view was taken looking down the hill from our lovely neighbors K. & S.. They invited everyone up to their back porch to eat lemon pound cake and drink gin & tonics, a collaborative affair. I brought the gin, they made fruit salad and purchased tonic, another K. made the cake). And because K. is British, of course we also had to have tea. This event was thrown together hastily the night before but it was representative of the spirit of friendship and sharing that reigns in this neck of the woods. I love it! And realize how lucky we are.
"After all," K, said, "If tragedy ever strikes, it's your doorbells I'm going to be ringing in the middle of the night!"
I hope that tragedy never comes, but in the meantime I'm so glad to be able to have the kind of friends living nearby who like to celebrate the seasons and trade vegetables, cups of coffee, and catfood, as needed.
K. & S. described their meeting in Geneva and a few of their round-the-world engagement adventures...involving an air lift to the Nepalese British consulate
K's amazing lemon poundcake
K. the baker with her family
I came home with a sunflower seed in a pot and two garden-grown spaghetti squash that have been stored in a root cellar all winter...still good!
I baked them and had one for dinner tonight.
How about you? Do you have neighbors? Are they friendly?