You know you’re no longer a spring chicken when you have a couple of activities on the weekend, and wake up Monday knowing you need this day to rest. A few years ago this weekend would have been exhilarating, as it was, and a bit tiring, but Monday morning we would have gotten up and headed off to work, no worse for the wear. Now, we’re out of practice.
Saturday the son of one of our neighborhood group got married. While he has been wed before, his bride has not, so they went for one of those fairy tale weddings, the kind that when all is said and done you have lovely memories and pictures to look at fondly, but could have had a healthy deposit into an account for a down payment on a house instead. In my brain, practicality sometimes rules – in my life, the big wedding has never been a priority. Husband and I had a small, private wedding, attended only by family at the home of a friend who performed the ceremony, followed by a dinner out with those we love. For me, that provided sufficient memories and fun photos for my album. But that’s me at an age that was more than 20 years older than these young folks who wanted something different, which they had. It was lovely and as we headed home to put our feet up (it’s hard work sitting for several hours as observers and then diners, you know), they headed off to the coast for their honeymoon accompanied by our best wishes.
Sunday – Sunday was a golden banner day! The 50th anniversary of our information gatherer and her husband, with a celebration provided by our gracious one and her husband. A glittery, comfortable, loving celebration with friends and more food than anyone could want and joy all around.
The anniversary couple, surrounded by friends and family, cutting their cake after a champagne toast.
A view of the waterfall and petunias. Gracious one and husband have a very large yard, a wonderful yard with a large hill from which flows a waterfall into a pond – a pond their younger dog and our younger dog view as their private swimming pool. Of course, gracious one and her husband do not mind, because they are gracious and generous.
The youngest granddaughter of the anniversary couple, demonstrating the freedom and lack of worry of the very young. Oh, those days of youth and play!
It is on the front porch of the gracious one that the robin laid her eggs. You can see a couple of the heads of the little babies below mama in this photo.
The eggs hatched a few days ago, and I did not have my camera with me to get photos of the newborn, but I did have my camera with me yesterday for the anniversary party (it was my job to take pictures). They have already grown and have sprouted some feathers, as you can see.
Sitting here with feet up, iPad and keyboard on lap, coffee at my side – this is as energetic as it’s going to get today. There was some thought of mowing lawn on this day, but that thought has been tabled until tomorrow.
As you grow older, rest days become more important you know. Maybe you all should start practicing now – I would enjoy the company!