Before February breathes its last, cold breath, let me show and tell you what happens when you take...
- scraps and paint from your garage and scraps and paint from your partner's garage
- felt hearts and paper roses from Valentine's days gone by
- wooden skewers from your kitchen drawer
- a long mirror, sans frame, snatched from the neighbors curb
- tealights found in your stash and wrapped with washi tape from your studio
- pens from the kitchen drawer and white feathers and red shipping tags from your studio
- dishes and linens from your kitchen and dishes and linens from your partner's kitchen
- toilet paper rolls from u-know-where and paint and beads from your studio
- the paper cones you made as Valentines
...and then mix in great friends who bring readings and music on the theme of love and add more delicious food and drink to the table.
You get a party.
The night was so lovely...
...and it's such a great blessing to have friends...
...and hosts like these...
...who welcome us into their home, make these great photo props, and are still enjoying each other after thirty plus years of marriage.
It was great fun to read the quotes on the back of our place cards and try to name the sources...
...and it was nice to send everyone home with a Valentine...
...or two.
But, the nicest thing of all is having a Valentine of my very own.
I love him like a fat kid loves cake.
