It is Tuesday and time to write a 'Slice of Life."
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This month of March has coincided with a lot of unusual travel for me. We were at the beach for our anniversary, and now I am up in Connecticut for the bridal shower of my college bestie’s daughter. Talk about shifting gears – I went from lazing about outside in the warm sun to being in the midst of snow all around (more falling even as I write) and a very busy household setting up and preparing. The older sister of the bride, who is the hostess of this fun event, has planned every last beautiful detail. The theme is an Italian brunch, and she is a true gourmet, making everything from scratch. The house smells heavenly! I have helped create signage, wash dishes, move furniture – hopefully, many hands are truly making light work. We are all ready…and the guests arrive momentarily! I offer a simple poem for the day.
Snapshot of a Bridal Shower a shower of the heart a sister lovingly plans a fabulous party for the bride feting her, before the wedding day a shower of cooking a detailed menu choreographed timing a gourmet brunch a shower of surprise snow waking to gentle flurries a kiss from mother nature to welcome all a shower of joy friends and family gathering they come bearing gifts laughter and stories
Maureen, your post and poetry is absolutely gorgeous. What a shift in weather. The photograph is stunning, and quite frankly, I am jealous of the gourmet food you’ve most likely enjoyed already. I LOVE italian food! I love how you capture the joy of this event. Your closing stanza was spot-on- fantastic. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful event!
Thank you, Barb! We had a marvelous day. The hostess/chef did an outstanding job! Everything was delicious.
Maureen,
Even though this time of year the beach is best, I love that photo and the ambiance it casts on the nuptials. Have an amazing time celebrating the bride and groom and your life-long friendship.
I, too, thought the light snow was really a gift to the bride-to-be! Thanks so much, Glenda!
Maureen, sweet poem! It sounds like you had a blessed day. The repetition of “a shower of…” held me in rapt attention to see all the ways you used it. Beautiful. I love this line: “a kiss from mother nature”