Festivity

Tonight I felt like Anne Shirley.  Anne Shirley when she gets to go to the Sunday school picnic.  Only my picnic would involve beer.  Blue Moon.  And guitars.  Taylors.   And an organic, cage-free egg-in-spoon race.  Stuff white people like.

This is what a church picnic (for worship volunteers) looks like at All Souls.

The quilt was made by my great-grandmother, and it’s one of my favorite things.  Consider that late work from yesterday’s skipped “Friday’s Favorites” post.

Love,

Mary Ann