Wednesday, May 23, 2007
During our cousin weekend, on a lovely afternoon, we visited Wing Haven. It is just what it is called––a haven for birds in a beautiful three acre garden, with paths begging to be wandered. But we didn't know about the big bucks party being readied for that evening. Donors, patrons, the board ... some important people were going to have a smashing gala when twilight settled in. With pure delight we gazed upon elegant table settings under a green tinted tent. We "admired 'til we were tired" ... and took some neat images. It was, without a doubt, a "serendipity." (you can click on the images to see them larger.)
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Four of us girl cousins journeyed from afar and spent a wonderful weekend together here in my town. Since we had previously done a lot of talking about our childhood and family roots, this visit we enjoyed "hanging out" and getting to know each other better as adult women. My mother joined in and added life from her octagenarian point of view. It was a memory-making time. It's always interesting to see visible demonstrations of the gene pool we share. Not only in the way we do things,
the way we think, our looks, but also demonstrated in the purses
most of us chose to carry--at least for this weekend!
Monday, May 14, 2007
Monday, May 07, 2007
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
While Spouse is far across the ocean today, I found a good way to note this significant day in my life was to honor good friend Boniface on her birthday. We had a lunch and what was special to me was that this gracious birthday girl allowed me my dream of not sitting, but serving her and her friends gathered around the table. (Casablanca said, "I've been somewhere today!") Boniface always blesses us with short or long quotes in her notes or emails, so we decided to make this a "Quote birthday" celebration. Throughout our lunch, we unrolled small scrolls of quotes she knew and loved and then blessed her with our own favorites. It was a pleasant time and made a memory, as, in one scroll was written: "God has given us our memories that we might have roses in December." (J.M. Bauie). Here's to roses and more, Boniface!