This week – as in every week – I am grateful for my friends.

The ones who walk with me, talk with me.

The ones who invite me into their gardens, their studios, their organizations, their book clubs.

The ones who want me to write for them, or photograph for them, or give talks to their constituencies.

The ones who teach me about photography, about knitting, about music, about parenting, about many other things I know little about.

The ones who bring over pudding or plums, when I am low.

The ones who let me sit with them when they are low.

The ones who choose me as a travel companion. (Would you want to travel with someone who pauses every two seconds to take pictures???)

The ones who always have a bed ready for me when I stand on their doorstep.

The ones who hold my hand when the going gets rough, or come all the way across oceans and land to see me.

And in case there was any doubt: the older we get the more friends matter….

https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2017/06/170606090936.htm