You might remember that yesterday I said I loved when a Saturday comes together perfectly – and this last one just did. Because after our great morning in Argenta, we still had a terrifically fun evening to look forward to.
My friend Jerusalem Greer has published her very own, very pretty, wonderful book – A Homemade Year. The blessings of cooking, crafting, and coming together. So, of course, her party for the book launch included all of those things. A Homemade Hootenanny.
According to Jerusalem, a hootenanny is a church social hijacked by a bootlegger. I like the way she thinks.
The party was truly lovely. Jerusalem’s husband, Nathan, and his friend Mark played bluegrass. It floated through the air, brushing past book page bunting.
We ate tiny lemony apple pies. Any day you get to eat your very own pie is a fantastic day, in my opinion.
And everywhere you looked, you could see touches of Jerusalem. Her tablecloths, her paper chains, her little dashes of happy red.
It felt like walking into that beautiful party scene in one of your favorite movies. You know the kind – usually near the end, when things are all coming together. People are laughing, glasses are being filled, the hanging lights grow brighter as the sun goes down.
It was like that, plus bacon (thanks Petit Jean!). My apologies if you didn’t get any. You have to be quick with those Jones boys around…
My favorite part was seeing people from all different parts of Jerusalem’s life (and luckily enough, my life as well) – come together in celebration of something good. This little community, circled up, growing brighter as the sun went down.
Congratulations friend – and thanks for a wonderful night!
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