“I’m quite happy to spectate,” I offer when the cry goes out for team members.

It’s Friday night, and darts are the big event at the neighbourhood clubhouse.

“No! No! You must play.  Everyone plays.”

This is our second social this week in our new community, and I must say the locals are friendly and welcoming.

“But I don’t know how to play.  I know nothing about the game.”

“Never mind.   It’s all for fun; we’ll teach you.”

So, I am swept up into a foursome with three strangers, and before you know it, I am hitting the board – no match for the two male opponents – but my partner and I are holding our own.

“Are you having fun?” someone calls out from across the room.  There are three boards in use, and my laughter must be drawing attention.

“Can’t remember the last time I laughed so much,” I respond.  “My cheeks are hurting.”

Afterwards, Ric and I walk home, hand in hand, glowing from the experience.

To think that earlier in the week, I was worried about meeting the new neighbours.

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This week’s focus has been on conversation – the conversations we have with ourselves, imagined conversations with pets and nature, remembered conversations, conversations observed and those we crave.

It has been an interesting week, and if you haven’t taken time to visit the various submissions, please go back and do so now.  Our community is growing!

Thank you to all this week’s contributors:

Sgoeil

Stuff and What If…

Proscenium

Wanderlust and Wonderment

Na’ama Yehuda

Cee’s Photography

Poetry For Healing

See you again tomorrow for a new challenge!