conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

smells

dateline: 11:20am June 23rd, Lynchburg, VA


You know, one of the things I love about summer in Virginia is the perfume. I know, here I go again.

the boxwoods after a rain
the clay dust
my mother's perfume
french toast and bacon
rose bushes
hot pavement

I slept for about ten hours last night. So, things are looking good. I met with the groom yesterday afternoon to walk through the service outline. Long distance planning is frustrating. We accomplished more last night than we had in months of calls and e-mails.

All is good. This is a blessing of a civil marriage. It is holy and right. I prefer these...And it is, ideally, more relaxed than the usual hubub. So, things will be lovely. The liturgy will be simple. There will be communion, but only for the bride and groom. It is what they wanted. 'Nuff said. Ah, and I will be in a Big Baptist Church in Lynchburg. Fabulous.

Later...time to get ready to take Trish for her mani-pedi and to meet my mother's pastor. I am very excited to meet the man who has had such a good influence on her. A rare pastor is good to find.

Posted by tripp at June 23, 2006 10:15 AM