The party is over and there is work to do in the kitchen. Food to store away, dishes to wash, memories to dwell upon.
We've played games and solveed quizes. The house have been filled with joy and laughter for a few hours. Now the only sound is the dishwasher, and the minuet of thanks which flows through my veins.
I am fond of the hours after parties. The cleaning up. The memorizing. Important time which I will not be without.
We had guests yesterdayin The House in the Woods, and I also had a guest over in The Blue Café. Fleur was the Guestblogger, and she gives us the recipe of a fabulous Kabylia Lamb. Take a look and let us know what you think.
