Our visit ended with cool lemongrass tea on the porch, briefly interrupted by a neighbor's tale of a black snake coiled in the rafters of her tool shed and of one surviving baby vole in the earth she had just tilled.
Before leaving, Boo and I accepted gifts: she a small work featuring camel, which inspired her story of her husband's discomfort upon riding one, and I a lovely cut-work featuring the comic juxtaposition of a gopher, bird, and small cakes and pink candles.
The gifts are lovely. The gift of friendship precious.
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