Ordinary words do not suffice, visions to be pondered and memories of a thing of beauty, a joy forever will stretch over a lifetime.
Both of my beautiful daughters were a part of the wedding party of this precious bride who is greatly loved by us all. Charlotte, in her puffed sleeves, did an excellent job dropping rose petals down the aisle while Rose, nervous but composed, was a striking junior bridesmaid.
A popular gathering place was the candy table where candy abounded from glass jar to glass jar.There was candy to eat, lots and lots of candy. The bride had a tale to tell about all her pursuits of pink and green candy. A fanciful idea loved by young and old.
There was twirling of fancy dresses
and dancing of tired feet unshorn of shoes.
"Daddy, won't you please?" The most special dance of all belonged to Daddy with his tiniest Cinderella.
There was blowing of bubbles.......
and the capturing of bubbles.
The fragrance of this glorious day lingers stout.
Friday, the 13th, and at last the weather has turned cooler. I breathe deeply as I turn off the air-conditioner and slide open a few windows...
Knitting and reading... ahhh; a most delightful pursuit on the best of days, irregardless of the weather outside. And my world is shout...
Thanksgiving is over and even though we lighted our first Advent candle on Sunday, and the Christmas tree is up and the decorating ...