I have not been lucky with friends. Some, I ran away from. Some ran away from me. I have been one of those driven people who rushes past things like making friends, thinking there is no time. There is time, and I am beginning to make some real friends, some good ones. Friends that make you feel good. That are supportive. That are honest and challenging. I don’t need a lot of friends, just a few. When there is love in your life, you don’t have to run around as much looking for things you need.

At the same time, the notion of Friends had suddenly become a theme in my life. I am back to Quaker Meeting, the Society of Friends. Today, I passed the 3,000 mark on my Facebook Page, and that is a lot of friends, even though the term on FB is “fans” which makes me a bit queasy. Most seem to me to be friends, not fans. I am humbled that that many people would sign up to read my blog. I appreciate it, believe me.

I find that when you stop seeking friends, they appear. When you are open to them, they appear.  When you trust them, they reveal themselves. When you can be a good friend, you find good friends.

I saw a good friend – Christine Nemec of the Redux Gallery – in Dorset, Vt. this afternoon. Sundays I often go out and show Christine my photos and we plan notecard series. The chicken and eggs and flowers cards will be posted on her website shortly. She is getting a lot of calls from all over the country, and some people are buying them over the phone, sight unseen.

I brought her stone wall photos and we agreed to do a notecard series on the stone walls, accompanied by some text from me. And she suggests a “Dogs In The Garden” series of photos for the summer. Good things happen when you have good friends. And learn how to trust them.