thom's parents have the type of home where everyone is welcome; where you can go pick raspberries in the backyard for your cerial in the morning, and flowers for setting the table in the evening. it is the kind of home where shared meals last all day long, with everyone sitting around the table on the big wooden porch.
this weekend we:
celebrated dad's birthday,
went for a drive on the dirt roads through canola fields to see the housebarns,
bathed lucy in a tupperware tub on the porch,
went to church in the morning,
napped and drank beer in the afternoon,
watched a lightning storm with all the lights off,
and ate orzo salad and steak off the barbecue,
and tried our best survive the heat.
it was the most wonderful...