A lot of women in Norway, we are led to believe, belong to a syforening, or sewing club. We have several friends who are in clubs with friends they've known since high school. Some of the clubs don't even bother to sew anymore, they just each bring a bottle of wine and talk for hours.
Pam is in an art club with 4 other women artists. Once a month they meet at someone else's house to work on an art project. Today it was Pam's turn to host, so the dining room table became a work table strewn with broken bits of brightly colored glass, soon to be smelted in the kiln, and the afternoon was filled with happy sounds of laughter. A good tradition.