Today in the Netherlands there is a wedding.  Two people in love will be pledging their troth to each other – loyalty, faithfulness, and fidelity for all the days of their lives, in sickness and in health, until death do them part.

Ginnie and Astrid, I lift my glass to you in honor of this most important day as you begin this next chapter in your lives.  I wish for you an abiding, agape love, one for the other.  ”Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

Gelukkige huwelijken beginnen wanneer wij het een trouwen dat wij houden van en zij ontbloeien wanneer wij het een houden waarvan wij trouwden. {Happy marriages begin when we marry the one we love, and they blossom when we love the one we married.}  May you have many happy days together!

…Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet

And so are you

Okay, I’m either in a sappy mood or a childish one.  Take your pick.

 A rose and a spider – desaturated.

There’s a joke my Nebraska friend used to tell.  Well, it isn’t really your typical joke, but it involves a time in the past when people washed their clothing on a washboard.

Wash-a, wash-a, wash-a…

Hold it to your nose, smells like a ….

Wash-a, wash-a, wash-a