In the midst of some extremely intense life events that I am not going to blog about, an evening like this is An Event.
There are candles with life left in them in all of the holders and they are burning. The little lanterns the girl child and I made for Diwali are lit and flickering gloriously. We stood at the kitchen counter and ate hummus, pimento cheese spread and guacamole with crudite and raw almonds for supper. Billie Holliday is on the Ipod and her music makes me feel all urbane and upper crust. There is good wine in my
jar glass. The tree looks just like that.
It was a beautiful day and it is turning into a wonderful night. Simple things.