I was praying for dry weather. There was only a 30% chance of rain, but here in Atlanta, that just means carry your umbrella – just in case a cloud pops right above your head. I was praying for clear skies to last just long enough so we could sit outside while it remained cool. And we waited, in baited breath until the last few minutes before the guests arrived. It was 5.56 p.m and guests were due in 4 minutes, and we were still putting the pieces together. At 5.57 we made an executive decision to move the tables etc. outside. Our friends helped re-lay everything, put out the glasses, plates, silverware, place mats: basically arrange the table all over again, while I finished putting out the tea and checked the appetizers. Yes, it was almost time.
Once we got on a roll, it was smooth sailing. We sat, talked, mingled, ate, drank, laughed, and ate some more. We huddled in light wraps as the temps dropped, watched the moon dance between the few clouds every now and then. And when it was time for dessert – we lit some candles and toasted to another fun gathering – until we met again.
For those of you who missed it, here is a collage from the dinner.