On my calendar today was lunch with two friends. From our table we watched the rain pound down, then slow, and finally cease. Boats sat still at their moorage, masts reaching up to the clouds. I enjoyed a delicious dish of wild mushroom ravioli in a creamy sauce. It was just the right size, not enough to make me overly full, but enough to carry me through the afternoon.
The three of us planned to walk through Butchart Gardens, but one friend was developing a migraine and left the two of us. Every time I visit the gardens, I am amazed at the planning that has gone into their development. There is always colour somewhere, and plenty of texture and architectural interest.
An old tractor makes a fun focal point for a harvest display. So many types of pumpkins and squashes, some looking very warty indeed. We noticed a number of shrubs wrapped with Christmas lights. It takes a very long time to put them up in time for the display that begins in December. There will be an ice rink for skating again, something that's been missing in the last couple of years.
This serene garden has grown on me. It doesn't have the floral showiness of other parts of the gardens, but is full of peaceful harmony.
Friends are beautiful treasures. We might spend weeks apart with only the occasional text to connect, but once we are together again there is never a lack of conversation. We have differing hobbies and interests, but are equally interested in what the others do. All of us moved to Victoria around the same time, and our husbands are also friends.
As L. M. Montgomery said, "I'm so thankful for friendship. It beautifies life so much." (Anne of Avonlea)
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