Friends

When I made my tree-change move three years ago from Melbourne, to this little country town, I thought I was in for a quiet life with my dog and my huge garden, endless quilt making punctuated with occasional visits from family, and if I was lucky enough to make some friends nearby then that would be a bonus. I have done so much better than that – I have found a place with a group of wonderful friendly and caring people – we share a love of gardens, dogs, food and wine, and look after each other; so tonight, when invited for a quiet birthday drink with one couple before I head off for a quilting weekend, perhaps I should not have been so surprised to see a whole lot more turn up bearing flowers, gifts and wine, but truly, I had not expected a mini party in my honour. What a great bunch of people, and how lucky am I to be part of them. I wouldn’t live anywhere else for quids!