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May Day and the first Saturday in May

It is May Day. Lady Day. Beltain. All good things. I am wearing spring green. I am smiling. On the outside.

Coming back from Wampsville this morning (whew--one thing checked off the stress list) I noticed the trilliums are in bloom along the highway. Good things.

Tonight I go with Duchezz and the Wonderful Jane to a Grand Matron's visit, wearing the new gown I got on sale (SIZE 6!!) and Duchezz will be wearing the gown I found for her, that she loves. Happy Anniversary, a little early, sweetheart.

Tomorrow we come home, get the dogs, and with luck, I will be able to watch the Derby. Not wearing silk taffeta, as I did 18 years ago, the first Saturday in May.

Not wearing a crown of flowers.

Not surrounded by friends, and joy, and hope.

But the jockey's granddaughter will watch the Derby, with a Duchezz, and pugs, and kitties, and bourbon.

Lots of bourbon, perhaps.

And still, there is love.

"And the greatest of these is love."

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patrikia
May. 1st, 2009 10:37 am (UTC)
=hugs= and a Happy Anniversary to all of you. How lucky we all are to have those wonderful memories, to have that kind of love, even if destined for only a short time. And just how much time would be, could ever be "enough"?
cypherindigo
May. 1st, 2009 10:58 am (UTC)
Cool, I didn't know that your grandfather was a jockey. The stories that he must of told.

Happy Anniversary to the both of you.

Love surrounds you and your family.
meirwen
May. 1st, 2009 11:01 am (UTC)
I never knew him. He died in 1926 saving a horse during a stable fire--a horse broke away from someone else and trampled him to death.

But, during his career he won both the King's Cup (now the Queen's Cup--all depends on whose on the throne) in Canada and the Havana Stakes, as well as a bunch of others.

My dad was in line to follow in his footsteps, but he took shrapnel in his knee in Belgium in 1944, so that pretty much put an end to that.
anglesandlight
May. 1st, 2009 12:04 pm (UTC)
Hot Browns! How can you have bourbon without the Hot Browns for lunch? ;)

(Yep, I watch too much Food Network...but I cook better!)
meirwen
May. 1st, 2009 12:18 pm (UTC)
Naw--Hot Browns are best served when one is tipsy, just before dawn.

For food I'll take Burgoo (or some pork bbq), preceded by some Benedictine dip and raw shrimp. Maybe some corn pudding.

Grasshopper pie for dessert, please.

(Of course, my daddy having grown up in Covington, just across the Ohio from Cinncinatti, we generally had chili-spagette. It's a family thang.
anglesandlight
May. 1st, 2009 12:21 pm (UTC)
Grasshopper pie in lieu of mint julips? (Or to augment them)? Tee hee, I am becoming hungry, now!
meirwen
May. 1st, 2009 12:26 pm (UTC)
*insert Kentucky Belle accent here*
Honey, Julips are a cocktail. The grasshopper pie is served with coffee. Just before we get back to the julips. ;-)*end Kentucky Belle accent*
bnsysabeau
May. 1st, 2009 05:46 pm (UTC)
You forgot the "bless your widdle ole heart" there :-) Tonight is also NASCAR race in Richmond---ladies snap off the pop top to your wine. (mine is called peach fuzz)

Blessed Beltain and Happy Anniversary.

jlbooth76
May. 1st, 2009 06:06 pm (UTC)
grasshopper pie... mmmm...

Happy Anniversary, Lovely Ladies

{love and hugs}
goodscagirl
May. 1st, 2009 03:33 pm (UTC)
Sometimes I really wish I had a acquired a taste for booze. :) Of course it's probably a good thing I am picky about it.
alethea_eastrid
May. 1st, 2009 10:31 pm (UTC)
Much love. Very Much love.

I apparently am going to be watching the Derby too, according to L. Right. That's horses. (Says Ms.-I-don't-watch-sports...)
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