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Wednesday, July 25, 2018

White Wedding 

I first saw Queen Anne’s Lace on my beloved Cape Cod, when I was a teenager. This evening, Meggy and I walked a pretty path in Williston, Vermont and I had never seen so many of the delicate white flowers in one place. They remind me of brides--of frothy wedding gowns, long veils, satin shoes. Lace indeed. Good night to you. Time to board the New York-bound Vermonter tomorrow morning. Don’t want to leave! Sleep well, on a lace-trimmed pillow case.


  1. Beautiful, glad you’re having a good time.

    1. Thank you, Liz. I am waiting for you and Peter to get your ocean days. 🌊