Terra’s wedding was all that a bride could hope for. She looked beautiful. She was marrying a perfect groom. Lares. She married on a perfect day, sunny, cloudless and mild. The ceremony and reception were perfect, reflecting Terra and Lares personalities, determination and strengths. The wedding party was a happy, warm and very attractive group of supportive friends and family. From pregnancy, through infancy and on to maturity, my girls have been my first priority, for close to thirty years of my adult life. As one era ends, another begins.
Attila and I had a lovely time, and enjoyed the experience. We are looking forward to getting some pictures, as we did not manage to remember our camera.
It was wonderful too to see the grandbabies Imp and Elf; to play with them and watch them explore their world. They are very happy babies.
Things are changing again, as they must. Luna will be moving within weeks to join Janus, where he has a new job. They will be much further away from all of their friends and family. We are wishing them all the best as they take on this new adventure and challenge.
We arrived home, after our weekend of travel and excitement, to find that Mist had finally gotten her mouse. Attila had a bit of a cleanup job to carry out, which did not take long. We congratulated Mist on her accomplishment, pleased that although we were away, and the mouse did play, Mist was there to make sure things were kept under control.
After unpacking the car, Attila set about storing the food that we had brought home with us. At the reception the food was plentiful, and when Terra offered Attila a portion of what had been left untouched, he jumped at the chance. He has cake and goodies for his for coffee breaks for weeks to come. He has bagels and sandwiches, olives and I don’t know what else all packaged and ready to enjoy over the next few weeks.
Today I will finish unpacking and set about getting our routines back on track. I have already been out for my walk, and have dealt with the backlog of email that collected over the weekend.
One more good night’s sleep and we shall back on our feet again.
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The blanket on Attila's chair is a gift from a friend in Mexico, a man who worked in Canada, legally, during the harvest season.
By the Easy Chair
by Jane Rule
"Politics is the art of preventing people from taking part in affairs which properly concern them."
Paul Valery, Tel Quel 2 (1943)
Pressure 102.2 kPa
Visibility 15 km
Humidity 41 %
Wind E 9 km/h
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