Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child must work for a living,
But the child that’s born on the Sabbath day,
Is fair and wise and good and gay.
I won’t tell you what day I was actually born on but I will say, this poem is full of errors!! And just for the record….it wasn’t Sunday! LOL
I was asked today what I wished for this next year and I didn’t have to consider or ponder for even a moment. I have everything I want or need in this world therefore the only thing I would wish for is to remain healthy, to have those whom I love and hold dear to also remain healthy, and to continue to live and enjoy every day I have on this earth (this time around) as if each day was my last.
Today, my 67th birthday, was filled with love and joy. Marc had asked me what I might want to do to celebrate this year and I had requested that we keep it very simple, a leisurely morning, a patio lunch with Pat, Gary, Joanne, Marc and myself, and to let the afternoon unfold as it would. He granted my every wish!
I enjoyed a stroll around the “block” after breakfast this morning, just to breath in the scents (not only the jasmine but also the orange and lemon blossoms are throwing off wonderful wafts of fragrance).
We had a little difficulty finding a restaurant (of my liking) that was open for lunch but had finally decided on Gunther’s, which is about 15 minutes from us by car. It turned out to be an ideal choice as they had modified the terrace since my last visit and the food, for all five of us, was excellent.
We wined and dined for a few hours in the sunshine with copious laughter, exchanges of stories, and the warmth of friendship and easiness. Today is also my anniversary of friendship with Patricia Kean. We met 46 years ago today. A wonderful birthday present.
Once home, despite the large meal and the wine, Joanne and I decided to enjoy a lovely walk. I hate to say it as I know so many of my friends are still in the cold but, it was almost too hot!
These next few photos are for my sister JoAnn…..finally, the freesia are blooming and as I sit here a small vase of them is scenting the kitchen. I wish I could send it to you.
And for PM…….I saw my first poppies today and it made me think of you
And in closing, a photo of a large, very large, black bug that is almost the size of a small hummingbird. They love the jasmine and they are very difficult to photograph, this is the best I could manage, for the moment.
It’s been a perfect day and it isn’t over yet. I am truly a very blessed man. Thank you to all for the many birthday wishes.