Neighborly
Our little neighbor girl came over this morning and asked to borrow two eggs. She is a cute 10-year-old and is sent over here frequently by her mother to borrow things.
A few minutes ago there was a knock on the door. I muttered to myself, “She probably wants to borrow some flour now, and perhaps some sugar.” Grump, grump.
We opened the door and there she was with this lovely spice cake, warm out of the oven. “Merry Christmas” she said as she handed us the cake and a Christmas card.
A few minutes ago there was a knock on the door. I muttered to myself, “She probably wants to borrow some flour now, and perhaps some sugar.” Grump, grump.
We opened the door and there she was with this lovely spice cake, warm out of the oven. “Merry Christmas” she said as she handed us the cake and a Christmas card.Labels: food, friends, home, island life
posted by Christine Thresh at 4:40 PM
5 Comments:
How neighborly - I think this is something that is going out of style - wish it would come back in. Perhaps it will be my job this coming year to start some "neighborlees" in my area.
Melted your "grump grump" grumpy heart, did she? Looks delish, and I bet with a little encouragement Robert could have himself a litle baker's assistant.
Christine with a grumpy heart?...Yeah, right
Stopping by, on this Christmas Eve, to wish you and Robert a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
xo
Looks delicious...how sweet!
Merry Christmas!!!
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