April is gone, and with it, the writing everyday but Sunday challenge. I did not write every day, but I wrote most days, and I’m pleased.
Last Friday was my youngest turn to host the book club at our home. It was the fifth time these children meet, and she chose Little Pear. She prepared for it for a whole month. I wasn’t there when they ate and talked. Another mom (my friend Amy), who stayed, and I, were happily discussing birds and books. Amy’s mom is a bird lover, and Amy knows quite a lot and was giving me advice and sharing birds seen in her neighborhood and mine. A friend of her who lives close to me has seen a white cockatoo in my neighborhood, if I remember what Amy said. That or a parrot. In Madrid I remember we saw the colorful ones in the city.
Back to my little girl, she had typed and printed questions and comments, and she wanted to guide the discussion while they munched on noodles and dumplings, and drank jasmine tea and root beer (just because they are in Texas and they can, ha!)
The girls went to pick some crimson clover, but it is there no more, so they found Indian blankets and a purple/blue flower that resembles lavender. I venture it’s toad-flax Texan, but I’m not sure.
Our friends came back to pick their children, but Heather’s family stayed and we had dinner together. In the evening, we saw this called gigantic leopard moth on the other side of my kitchen/patio glass door. I remember seeing another like it in my garage two years ago.