Witt and Claire honored us with a get together at their house to kythe their affection for a wonderful father. It was as if little notes were sent out to place an order for such a lovely evening.
Claire hosts a good many events at her house, and many are carried on outside, under the maple tree.
After we ate a delicious supper prepared by Witt and Claire, we sat around the table and talked, until twilight fell with a gradual hush, and we were serenaded by thousands of lightening bugs. A light show twinkling on the green lawn.
All to soon it was dark, time to help carry things back into the house and head for home.
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That is my first acquaintance with the word *kythe* - I had to look it up, as it was obviously not a misprint. :-)
What a wonderful evening with the lightning bugs cooperating so nicely - kything along with the rest of you, don't you think? It sounds so summery and blessed.
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