What a wonderful weekend I had in the countryside with the girls from my book group.  Everyone learned how to crochet a granny square, but I think that Rebecca summed the weekend up best:

My dears,

The husband almost appeased, the dog brushed, and the children quiet. And I think fondly – longingly – of uninterrupted moments of crochet and talk.

Thank you all for coming, and the wonderful conversation, crochet, and book talk (sorry ran out of alliteration) that ensued.

And one of the added advantages for me was that to teach each one how to crochet a granny square, I was forced to crochet lots of demonstration squares, so finished off a cushion front.

By the end of the weekend I felt truly refreshed.