Guacamole

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Invited parents to lunch.
Good food. They seemed touched.


D's parents are good folks, kind hearted, thoughtful. Religious and a bit... hedged in by their beliefs. Visiting on a holiday can be somewhat fraught, with expectations we cannot meet properly. And we will not twist ourselves, less with each passing year. Pressure has eased from their side, as we all get older. Usually, when we meet on neutral ground, it's easier to talk about other things and be ourselves, and appreciate them for the gentle souls they are. I expect that watching their son still happy, and obviously well loved, after so many years, helps.

So when D suggested we go to lunch somewhere today and get a good meal, I thought, 1. Red Iguana, and almost simultaneously, his parents 2. So D called, just to see if they'd be interested. They met us there, and it was a lovely hour. A family with a small, beautifully behaved child sat next to us, to D's dad's delight. I am happy to see well attended children in public, this one was. And D's parents seemed to be rather touched that we called them out of the blue, for no reason, save to share their company. The cycle of obligation broken, affection works so much better.

Snow squalls interspersed with bright sun. Passive solar heating keeping the place cozy. Cat loves chasing the reflections from the laptop.