Portland Purls at Chez Matthieu

The knitting gathering convened again. Second Saturday at Roxie's house, as ever. God bless LG who is always, on time! Is it just me? When the invitation says 10 AM, I assume the hostess means that she will be ready and waiting for the pleasure of your company by 9:55. Why does no one else show up on time?
I laid out my Asian tea cups (from China, Japan, Hong Kong, and Korea) and scattered mandarin oranges across the green table runner. I knew I wanted something other than white napkins, so I bought a couple yards of rust-colored broadcloth, Washed and pressed it, tore it into 12 inch squares, pulled off the loose threads, and used them as napkins. Very pretty. I wound up putting white cozies on the teapots, but I was especially pleased with how nice the purple teapot looked with the other colors.
And three days ago I cut a few sprigs of daphne off my well-loved bush at the front door, and brough them into the house. Oh, the perfume!!

The gingerbread with lemon curd and yogurt cheese was a big success. The almond cookies, not so much. Deviled eggs always go well. When have you ever had to take deviled eggs home from a potluck?

LG, ever the perfect guest, also brought some award-winning scones to share and those vanished like donuts at a policeman's ball. Yum!!