Sunday, June 13, 2004
Quiet day for us and one where Fritz is showing more and more vitality. One friend stopped by just after lunch, a dear, very funny man who is a major conservator of historical sites and an expert at dating and restoring early Colonial-era houses. Then two other guys came for tea, great men who have been part of our circle for years and have just begun exploring a relationship.
I thought it a good occasion to make a little celebration of Fritz's return home, so I laid on a full English Tea--cucumber sandwiches on crustless bread with butter and a hint of crumbled blue cheese, a "little cakes" platter with plump, ripe strawberries, and almond vanilla tea. I broke out the ceramic cow creamer and some of Fritz's ancestral china. At moments like this he always looks at me and says "and to think there was a time when you thought you weren't gay."