Guests come bearing gifts, a lovely practice that I rarely remember, myself, in spite of my intention to do so.
Bev never shows up without a bottle of wine in hand.
Jo Ann and Cathy delivered a basket full of goodies: teas, chocolate, a pineapple.
Aunt Reta brought a dishtowel that is the best I have ever used — one swipe and the surface of an item is dry; none of this wiping the same area several times before a plate or spoon or glass can be put away. This cuts down dish-drying time and frustration considerably; a lot of tea towels don't absorb worth shit.
Reta had gotten it from Wal-Mart and didn't like the feel of the fabric on her hands, so gave it to me to try. Now I'm on the lookout for more. With any luck, places other than Wal-Mart sell them. And then there is always online! I think of that last.
Now THIS LINK goes to a photo of what looks like it but is listed as 100% cotton, which this tea towel is not. 'Mainstays' is the brand, all right, but the towel in my hand is 88% polyester and 12% polyamide.
I'm not on a serious hunt right now, but when I find these things there will be a dozen coming home with me, and all the terry cloth and cotton tea towels will be pressed into service somewhere else. They cannot hold a candle to this towel.
I sure did! They were here for at least four hours and there wasn't one moment of silence. Non-stop talk. Lunch. A walk in the sun. And a trip to pick up something old that will be recycled into art. More about that later.