The reflections of a day well spent furnish us with joys
more pleasing than ten thousand triumphs.
Thomas a’ Kempis
Having now celebrated three weddings in two weeks plus a quick trip to the big city and a move let me tell you I may be a bit burnt out. Oh yes there has been a lot of reflecting going on as I sat in a train station early in the morning for three hours only to get the best price. Arriving in Toronto then running and searching to find my youngest at her work after making my way around all the construction just to get a much needed hug, then finding my way back through a maze of signs to a GO bus to go help the newlyweds and then finally a few days later a long ride in a pickup with my brother in law for six hours including a couple of wrong turns and fighting Toronto rush hour traffic (poor guy) just to go celebrate a wedding with friends and dancing into the night. Oh yes lots of reflecting has been going on.
Melissa and her handsome Prince’s wedding day here on the farm and those special moments continue to swim in my mind. There were so many beautiful moments that I have now locked away and will keep forever. There were also a few little glitches which I am assured are a normal part of every wedding ever put on like the weather that we had known we could never have predicted nor controlled. Oh yes it did rain but luckily that was after the actual ceremony where the cows were mooing (I now have the video to prove that they do like to party, this I secretly already knew). The rain came just about the time my best friend since we were five years old BA was standing outside with her chemo jar taped tightly to her arm but soon to be removed. Standing away from the protection of that beautifully decorated and lovingly created beautiful fresh flower centerpieces tent to line up for the delicious buffet from a little restaurant named Spuds we had discovered in a town called Napanee.
A tent canopy borrowed from my (soon to be camping with and we will be having loads of fun) other best friend flapped and snapped and blew while six people held tight to the poles hoping it would not blow down the lane to follow the cows that were wisely and quickly bolting for the protection of the bush far off in the distance. Oh yes the storyline “He huffed and he puffed” came to my mind as I stood there trying to hold a pole knowing if the canopy really wanted to go it would. I stood there watching my best friend BA and many others all dressed up in there pretty outfits and nice hairdos all a flutter while the cold pounding rain pounded to the ground bouncing off us all. All I could think of at the time while holding tight to the pole and glancing over to the tray of macaroni and cheese was…. what it would be like as a macaroni cheddar soup and then wondering if everyone would be running for their cars to escape the storm then leaving for home to warm up.
As quick as that storm had come it then blew off to the east possibly to another wedding going on somewhere, those winds suddenly died down, the rain slowed to a soft trickle and the most incredibly beautiful complete rainbow filled the sky to the delight of all who were still standing and wondering what had just happened while waiting in line for the most delicious macaroni and cheese that was luckily not to become the soup of the day.
Despite the rain outside the boots that were worn by many kept dancing inside the tent all night long while everyone remained protected and surrounded by love. Yes indeed there were lots of wonderful memorable moments to be locked away forever and you know I will be sharing.