As some of you might already know, in particular those who also read Nancy's blog Pomegranate Trail, a brave group ventured out from her place to ours. After a surprisingly short journey they arrived almost two weeks ago. Despite the fact we weren't completely prepared (the trip took them less than a week and we were still reeling from the New Year's celebrations)they were of course given a huge, warm, albeit make-shift, festive welcome.
Hugs, kisses, bustling, unpacking, shedding the occasional tears of joy and relief at having made it safely across the Big Divide. There was music and dancing and merriment of all kinds, lasting well into the small hours, or so I'm told as I went to bed early, it being a Wednesday night and me having to get up early the following morning!
Communication with the outside world on the subject was impossible as my laptop let me down, i.e. gave up the ghost as we say in Dutch......and I ended up having to purchase a new one, which always means a lot of getting used to, uploading, installing et cetera and so forth. Hence the delay.
No more of the latter, we will start the introductions right away
|Whitey the polar bear finds the Twins highly amusing and enjoys watching over them, offering Sally a break from time to time.|
|.....crumbs after breakfast|
Meanwhile in one of the kitchens Mexican Lady has found her new home together with Mrs. Simpson, 'call me Marge, dear'
'buenos dias Marge, yo soy Frida'
They have been twittering non-stop about recipes, where to get the best ingredients for all of their favourite dishes - many of which I had never even heard of - since they have met (I exaggerate, of course).
They love food, cooking, discovering new recipes and talking about food, cooking and looking up new recipes. Although how they manage to understand one another is beyond me, as Frida speaks Spanish and Marge English, oh well they are very happy together and I am so glad they have found each other.
In the post title some may have noticed a change of name for the Project, which will remain an ongoing project for as long as we're all. A proper name for the actual place where the Gang all live has eluded me since the beginning. Nancy once again came up with a name so fitting and right, I fail to see why I hadn't thought of it myself. From now on we will call the house The Dwelling, so be it.
Nancy we cannot thank you enough for what you have given us, the many beings, the delightful names and even more importantly, your trust and faith All would be welcome and made to feel at home here in the Dwelling.
Nancy, I realise there was even more in your box, we will get round to that in a later post, rest assured!