An island wedding
The heavens smiled down on the happy couple today. The exquisite bride wore an ivory, off-one-shoulder sheath dress. She chose to walk with her father along the lane up to the church. Tucked away further up the lane was the Sherkin-style, tractor-drawn ‘carriage’ waiting to take the newly wed Mr & Mrs to the Jolly Roger pub where canapés and champagne awaited after the ceremony. A rather scruffy, uninvited guest with a tear in her eye stood by the side of the road and wished her well as she made her way by, arm-in-arm with her dad. Earlier, I had watched Sherkin’s lanes become a catwalk as stylish ladies in their high heels tottered up the hill to the church. There were men in suits, ladies in fascinators, babies in prams, cows in fields and lots of other scruffs like me who had gathered in the sunshine to watch the style. As the sound of a beautiful voice singing ‘Oh happy day’ rang out across the landscape, I crept away, happy that I had witnessed this lovely island event. May the road rise up to meet them.
Look To This Day
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of achievement
Are but experiences of time.
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!