Girls’ Weekend

Niece Julie mentioned that her group of childhood friends were planning a girls’ weekend in the mountains, so we offered our house as the venue. I was sure that a laughter-filled house would benefit us more than the savings would help them. They agreed to pose for a group picture before setting off to explore Waynesville.

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These young women grew up together in a small community near Charlotte. Their group jokes go back to Kindergarten, so they have a rich heritage. It slowly dawned on me that they were in and out of my brother’s house all the time. They saw him much more often than I did.

The horses that board in the pasture behind us were pleased to see us coming out with left-over apples. A chomp and a swallow took care of each offering.

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There were no takers for sharing our morning walk. It was understandable. These ladies work hard all week and needed a morning without a schedule. We found that neighbors Connie and Dave, at the end of the street, provided a red carpet for our viewing pleasure. We would share that instead of exercise.

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22 thoughts on “Girls’ Weekend

  1. You remind me so much of my aunt who used to have all the peoples in her house all the times. She got a kick out of them and we enjoyed having a save place to visit. Your niece and her friends are lucky women.


  2. Once again, you surely have a “gathering house”-what a testimony to your friendly personality. The carpet was beautiful and worth stopping for, You live in a beautiful territory. A lovely post to start my morning-thank you sweet Anne


  3. What fun. I have a few friends from early on in life and they are the friends I can go awhile and not hear from, and when we do reconnect it is like we have never parted for a moment. Distance might separate us, but our hearts are connected forever.


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