Sunday brunch and other finales

Sunday we met as a group one last time for an amazing brunch created by some very experienced “volunteers” I came armed with my “stir stick” and whipped up some “”swamp things” for several cartists, Chef Alex gave me a lovely batik wooden spoon from Africa and all enjoyed one last hour of comradarie – group photos (including HB) the swapping of numbers, contacts and stories. We celebrated Mike’s birthday (one of the amazing volunteers) applauded efforts and donors (HB barked.) Shortly thereafter we scattered, as we do, to our other lives and destinations, joined always by our drive to create.

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