The wedding was so lovely.The weather was indeed perfect.
The couple was overjoyed.
Harp and harpist survived.
All is well.
This afternoon, I had a little time before I had to head out for the third event of the weekend (little neighbor Ethel wondered today if I understood the meaning of the word "no." Sorry, Ethel, not when it comes to the harp). So I went outside to walk in the garden looking for a few stolen moments of quiet and calm. Here's what I found:
Pink.
Pinker.
Black-eyed Susans soaking up the sunlight.
Ah, Romas. It was worth the wait.Mission accomplished. Deep breath. Refreshed and ready to go again.
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