... of sorts. When the James siblings met in Valdosta to toast the auntie's birthday. I wrote about the carrot cake, which has historically been The Birthday Cake here, and on an occasion or three, transported elsewhere for family events. I think I remember making/taking one to Perry GA many years ago, when our Grandmother was celebrated and family gathered for lunch and visit. As well as hauling to Decatur for Easter lunch: what else could the Easter Bunny possibly consume? Anything that is loaded with three cups of grated carrots would have to delight the Bunny, Tooth Fairy and probably Rudolph, but not so much Santa, who is accustomed to cookies and milk.
It was a delight to see those people. I often see the one who lives in Decatur (though not frequently enough - mostly due to busy-ness of daily lives). The brother who came for several days from the west was here back in the fall, visiting the auntie. It surprising to discover he would be coming again so soon. Truthfully, I suspected it was mostly due to good manners, which is a compliment and reflection on parents. His wife came along, who I had not seen in years. A pleasant, down-to-earth, plain-spoken person, and agreeable company. People who live at such a distance they are usually only seen at funerals.
So we all convened at the aunties' house, enjoyed time together and laughing. I am nearly certain that the auntie thinks she was the star attraction. But in truth: it was the third sibling. The one who married a Brit, and lives in the UK, planned a visit to the US hoping for sunshine. Apparently the weather in England is mostly grey this time of year, and she was looking forward to a change here in the States. We had that on Thursday afternoon: so warm in south GA, we were peeling off socks to walk bare-foot in the back yard. And strolling around in shirt-sleeves on Friday. Really pleasant, if a bit unseasonable. (While northern climes are still shoveling snow.)
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