A SNEAK PEAK...
Multiple scenarios come to mind when I think about sneaking a peak...The careful separation of velvet draperies with slightly trembling fingers...the gradual opening of a door with hopes that the hinges are well oiled...slowly rising from a foliage cover as dusk descends and the song of the bullfrog ascends.
Wow! That was dramatic...reading Agatha Christie and Arthur Conan Doyle has really had an unexpected affect on my prose. Who knew???
Anyway...since we are just PEAKING here, I am not giving away any details related to this wedding, and believe me, there are plenty to disclose!
Let me just say that it was a magical journey back to a hometown and an armful of friends, both old and new.
Stay tuned, and... oh yeah... I caught you peaking!
