We were invited by a family from church to go out to their property and have a barbeque last night. They live about half an hour out of the city, in beautiful country. They've got five acres which is filled with flower gardens, a vegetable garden gone to seed (Iley hurt his back at the wrong time this year), a goat pasture, a small barn, and trees. They have goats, chickens, two dogs, and two cats. I love the cats. I wanted to take them home with me, especially Mushka, who we had renamed Tweedledum. Her brother was Arkasha or Tweedledee.
When we were informed that the goats had no names, Kaitlin M and I proceeded to name them, at Iley's request. So now they have:
Harriet (Vane)
Gherkins
Mary (Bennet)
Charlotte (Lucas)
Jo (March)
It was a wonderful time. We played badminton, we ate dinner, we talked while standing in the goat field and staring at a bush in the middle distance. The adults drank champagne that had been left over from a wedding on Sunday.
Good friends, good food, and a beautiful setting. What more could you want?
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