Nineteen years ago yesterday, on a cold Saturday morning, I sat down at our clunky…
SPA Friends
That there is a not-that-great picture of a truly-great group of women. Some of them I see frequently, some occasionally and some only once or twice a year.
And yet.
Every one of them is my friend. Every one of them gets the bond that exists among members of this fabulous fiber community. Our friendship exists because of a mutual need to create and play with wool. It also exists because we all have a healthy appreciation for snark and an underlying need to avoid all drama at all costs.
They are a fabulous bunch and I’m so very fortunate to call them mine.
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What a gift! There is nothing quite like friendship!
XO
You are so lucky!! Glad you had such a great time.
And that it takes two tables to seat your friends says a lot. Nothing like good people who “get you” and love you all the more, because we humans are complicated creatures.
Fiber Peeps – the best friends ever! XO
It’s always a good feeling to find your people and be at home among them. I’m glad you had so much fun with friends!
What a wonderful adventure to look forward to each year. And to have such long term friendships. Life is good. 🙂
Something funny is going on–your post from yesterday wasn’t on my iPad until today. Anyway, Spa sounds like an awesome fiber retreat. Your spinning is a beautiful potpourri of color!
You have a great community in NE! That’s an awesome group of pals!
fiber friends are the best!
Fiber, friends and food-sounds like a wonderful time.
I recognize some of those smiling faces!!