The thing that captivated me the most were the old quilts, most of which were heirlooms from Marci's own family.
The wing chair by the fire was my carefully guarded territory. I spent the evening there doing embroidery, eating homemade cookies, petting the resident dachshund, and visiting with the other guests. The quilt project I was working on will always have special meaning to me as I remember the hours I spent working on it in this little paradise.
Note to self and Buzzard: we must redecorate our mantle with blue and white plates and silver baby cups. Must.
Sliced bananas and fresh blackberries with clotted cream and a sliver of poundcake.
Homemade biscuits with fig preserves and link sausage.
French sweet bread toast with candied pecans and baked peaches.