We took the sidewalk to the front door, past some of the most lucious hydrangeas we have ever seen.  We were greeted warmly by our dear friends.

As I watched my friend work effortlessly in her kitchen, preparing salads with goodies from her own garden, I was overcome with a sense of emotion and thoughts.

This past year she had faced huge painful hurdles in her cancer journey, including loosing her head of beautiful blond hair.  Whether she sported her attractive wigs, or showed up at picnics without hair, she did it all with such style and grace. Now her natural hair is a beautiful shade of silver, and she looked so radiant as she stood by her kitchen counter.  My heart overflowed with gratitude to God.

A gorgeous bouquet of flowers adorned the center of her dining room table.  Flowers from her gardens.  Her mother is a master gardener and thankfully she has inherited that ability.  I find myself still wondering how they do it?

The scrumptious tasting salad comprised of produce from her garden and eggs from her son-in-law and daughter's chickens.

Tiny vases of her flowers were sent home with each of us.  How special!  It is still sitting by my kitchen sink, and serves as a precious reminder of a wonderful evening.

 

The bowl of fresh fruit was the perfect summer dessert.

Small glass parfaits were filled with a key lime whipped dessert. 

Flower arrangements sitting in the nooks and crannies of the rooms, gave it all a garden feel.

It will remain a special memory for all of us that sat at this couple's table, last Saturday evening.  Life certainly does have it's times of joy and times of sadness.  Months ago, it would have been impossible for us to have pictured an evening like we had. 

Thank you for stopping by.