Raising Cane and Kicking Up Our Heels

After many years of creating cards of various kinds for various family members, I may be more or less done with making full inside-outside cards – at least sometimes. But I did post this ↓ one-sided card on the bathroom mirror for Sue to see first thing yesterday morning.

We are a pretty low key pair, so we seldom do anything too very grand. A certain issue from 53 years ago was repeated, however. To begin to unravel that thread, let us go way way back. This ↓ is a portrait of Sue before the nuptials.

And here ↓ is the wedding party after the blessed betrothal.

Notice the placement of the flowers in the first photo (of Sue) and my foot in the group photo. We were doing what it took to hold Sue's veil down in the mighty wind.

Yesterday was also very windy and even more so. Sue's theme for the day was contrast and mastering. She decided that we were both in the process of mastering canes, and a contrast between b&w and colour would fit nicely.

We are ordinary folk, but we can raise a little cane on occasion.

That ↑ was the photo that she chose to post to her group, but we did take some others – with help. We sort of required assistance because the wind was wreaking havoc with Sue's very flimsy phone tripod. A nice lady saw us struggling and offered to help.

We are kicking up our heels in this ↓ photo.

Other than that, we did our usual pizza: a tradition after having one delivered to our motel room on our honeymoon. I am not sure that we have done this every single year, but we have repeated it an awful lot. A treat of fudge is also a part of the tradition. We haven't been able to follow that quite as much as the pizza, but we've also done it a lot.

A pleasant touch was having our car and driveway strewn with what looked like confetti from blossom petals being blown from the neighbours' tree.

Fifty-three years have brought one or two mild changes (wink), but what would have really floored us all that time ago was being told that we would be taking pictures with our phones. Can you imagine how we would have processed that, trying to picture, among other things, how long a cord we would need.