We had to stop by Brooklands if we were going to make it all the way to Ooty! We had a tasty vegetarian lunch and then enjoyed the gardens. We took a walk in the tea plantations and got very sweaty — and we saw this imposing guar! Unlike my memories, Brooklands ‘afternoon tea’ was just a cuppa tea and a biscuit in the dining room — no elaborate tea on the lawn with bread and homemade jam.
I took M and my friends to see Selborne. It was very special to walk down memory lane with them. My daughter had so many questions — what did you do in your free time? Where did you shower? What was your uniform? Did you play outside? Did you pick your roommates? Was your room messy? Such a flood of memories came back! I remembered the utterly stupid/ mean things I did and said and thought. I remembered the nurturing love of some staff and others reacting to Indian culture and being stressed out. I remember learning to play Fighting Solataire, bucket baths, and playing guitar on our bathroom step.
Willow has had another batch of kittens. Elias and I played the important dula role at 5 am one morning. Seriously, Willow acted like a human in labor in so many ways! The kittens are adorable, and I am thankful that there are only two of them. Contrary to what the pictures show, O usually drops the kittens, instead of cuddling them. M named them Lightning and Thunder.
M is glad that her friend’s dentist has an office around the corner. Now we get to see this friend more often! O likes to play with legos. I have appreciated the quiet minutes this new interest gives me!
J is my pie maker. But occasionally I try too. I was thinking of Ken and Emily’s very good chicken pie when I made this one. Below — my veranda plants.