Hiding

It is so easy to hide behind your own front door, behind your children, behind your partner.
But occasionally, when you summon the courage to step forward, you are surprised by the warm welcome waiting for you. This week has been a little like that. Friends have been wonderful and generous to a fault, bringing smiles and laughter, hugs and kisses, and chocolate and wine.

I have had a lovely birthday/birthweek extended through the generosity of friends.

Layers of leaves hiding from the glare of the sun.
Laughter behind the cow parsley.
Hiding in the willow maze.
Giant splashes of yellow pop out from simple green buds.
Bubbles blown into a  milk shake.
The elusive S was hiding under an elephant.
A surprise Raaawr!


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The Gallery - Friends

A lovely theme from Tara at Sticky Fingers for the Gallery.

Friends. I have a few close friends but I am not a collector of friends in the facebook sense. I love my friends, someone to share with, smile with and moan with should the need arise. I am however the worst at keeping in touch. I admit it and recognise my failings. I don't have friends from childhood that I am still in touch with which saddens me but I moved with my family several times through my school years and life happens and you lose touch. Particularly if you are me. Rubbish friend. Don't have me as a friend.

The Mr however is still very close to a friend that he made in his first years at school. They have been through a lot together. They have known each other for coming up 40 years (he will hate me for saying that). Can you imagine that? I can't, but I see how valued they are to each other as friends and I hope that in years to come they will still be friends, comparing cars, standing at the bar and giggling at each others jokes and discussing what their grandchildren are up to!

The Big One has a couple of special friends, one of which is the Mr's best friend's son. They have known each other since birth, they have hardly ever argued, they have been on holiday together and had sleepovers. They live miles apart so are not at school together but they consider each other as best friends. The Big One calls his friend his 'zero-eth' friend because he is better than a first best friend. Logical and lovely.

Here are the two generations of best friends. I hope it will always be so.

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