Soup

Yesterday Petra sent out an email requesting numbers for soup this evening before home cell. Knowing Sandy's soups I could not say no but this evening I felt down when I arrived to an empty home just after six. I started thinking of excuses I could make but none of them could give justice to staying home alone. So off I went to home cell, and I am glad I went. Sandy had two soups on the go, one a tomato and salmon soup and the other a thick butternut soup. But it was more the company than the soup that warmed my soul. Here is Rob, not quite sure why he is looking so stern but he is intently listening to a conversation just off the camera.