everyone is different, each one special

I love it when I post something and as press "publish" I say to myself  "Hope will love this song",  "Janet will make a comment", "Allie will laugh" and then when I look at my blog or the Facebook comments the next day, I am right.  There is something very satisfying in being right.  Friendships are amazing and, in particular, the ones that you sometimes don't pay enough attention to.  Those friends that you don't see from week to week or even year to year but with whom still have that special bond.  You spend time with them and when you say goodbye and drive off home you think to yourself  "Hell, I love that girl, I wish could see more of her".   It is the one downfall of having so many great people in your life - there never seems to be enough time.

I started this silly game with myself - a file of pictures that I have collected, each one reminding me of certain friends.  I think you will like them too.  There are too many to put up in one posting so I am spreading them out  - no favourites, just as they pop into my head.

for Christine who is having fun in Boston with her grandson.  The picture is from the book
Make way for Ducklings.  A story from the early '40's about a family of ducks who move into the
Boston Public Gardens.

for the menopausal crew with whom I share my sleepless stories and
our latest remedies (even an occasional tablet or two)

2 pretty young sisters that I know ;)

(in their new kitchen, cooking quinoa)
not really - but it could be them
it is good to make up stories

for the J's - Janetta and Jen
and Ginny
and Lynne

for Janet, Chantal, Wendy, Gareth

(and all those lucky friends who read far more than I do)

for Hans and Siobhan
(are the tulips still blooming in Amsterdam?)
I would love a bunch of  white tulips

for Victoria (who loves lions and cats) and Kelly (who loves all animals)
and does not read my blog and confesses to "only looking at the pictures"

for Hope and Judy (and maybe Janet, Gareth and Nic - but probably not Nic)

You know who you are?

“Your handwriting. 
The way you walk. 
Which china pattern you choose. 
It’s all giving you away.
Everything you do shows your hand. 
Everything is a self-portrait. 
Everything is a diary.” 
Chuck Palahniuk


Everyone is different, each one special