Does anybody have a recipe for a good robin's egg omelet?

We were going to go boating yesterday.....but after loading up all the stuff for our maiden voyage of the season, we discovered this:

Aaarrrggghhh! What to do?!

I can tell you one thing we didn't do--and that was to go boating!

We are tender hearted animal lovers on the horns of a dilemma. One of our friends told us to "make a 3 egg omelet and go boating!" My brother says it's a no-win situation for them--they'll fly out of the nest and fall into the water and drown. Oh dear....

Meanwhile, the flowers in the back yard are simply stunning. The tropics have nothing over the Midwest on a fine June day--so lush are the greens & so fragrant is the air. There's something very satisfying about picking a bouquet this time of year. This is our dining room table this afternoon:

I was looking through some quotes to find something about flowers....in light of recent events, this one was just too good to pass up....

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.

---Walt Whitman

The Marriage of Minds

Last Friday, May 29th, a wedding took place in Washington, DC, 

at the World War One Memorial.

The bride was lovely and there was no stopping her! 

In fact, we could hardly keep up! 

The groom looked amazing in his full dress uniform!

And, of course, there was a Marine HMX Helicopter flyover! 

(The Groom looked most pleased.)

The bride's best friend flew in for Maid of Honor duties.

After the ceremony, we all walked to the World War II Memorial and beyond. 

Imagine if you will, the combination of a Marine in full dress uniform, 

a blushing bride, the Washington Mall, and hundreds of tourists. 

 Complete strangers cheered; people shouted their best wishes (we assume) 

in several languages; children posed for pictures with the bridal couple; 

cameras were snapping everywhere....they were rock stars!

All in all, it was beautiful.

~~~~~xoxo~~~~~

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Sonnet 116

--William Shakespeare