It is my exceeding intent to do a post on the wedding. "It was a thing of beauty ... a joy forever:"*; what I expected and yet over the hill from any of the wildest dreams I could ever imagine. It was so Witt and Claire. A solemn covenant of their marriage vows witnessed and a wonderful celebration of their special day with all whom attended.
Summer break beckons me like it has at no other time in my life. It is a time...a season, to regroup. I shall leave this little blogging universe of mine. The lightening bugs are once more tempting me with their annual dance and I am planning to breathe deeply from all the wealth that surrounds my life,to listen more closely to the Holy Spirit and to those that I love, and to waltz into each new day with its long list of quotidian duties yet fully expecting the serendipitous charm that awaits me there too.
Keats says it well, so to finish the first lines of Endymion
*"Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health and quiet breathing."
so until later