Been nowhere, seen nothing, what’s new?
Actually, I lie. On Thursday I had a nice gossipy crafty afternoon at our friends’ new house – Jo is reviving our long-term habit of what Jock calls Stitch and Bitch. The tradition goes back 25 years to when we were first here, when about a dozen of us, mostly Brits, would crowd into Marian’s living room to share our crafting: knitting, sewing, quilting, crochet, tatting, etc. When Marian went back to UK, we transferred to my house, but people disappear and do other things and by the time we moved here, it had dwindled to two or three.
From way back:
A blether of female friends
gathered round a well-laid table,
filling faces with cake,
sipping tea and gossip –
this is how we
gratify our need
satisfy our greed.
or this haibun from even further back
Seven ladies of uncertain age, knitting or sewing and chatting around my table, demolish my apple cake and several mugs of tea. Not much needle work is done. The gossip is usually of the kind kind.
Babble of Babel
tri-lingual sewing bee
English, French, drivel
I couldn’t find any pictures of us worth repeating, though you might enjoy the cake