It is only four more 'sleeps' until The Wedding.
We have arrived in Norfolk, after a hectic weekend of lovely visitors and preparing the house for our absence and kind friends coming to look after Pickle Dog. The summer has been absolutely fantastic, so the joy of sunny days has seemed endless. It has been too wonderful being outside to write a blog.
But still, I have written in my mind as I have dried rose and flower petals, gathered childhood photos for creating bunting for the marquee and gathered Jonny's belongings to bring over.
He is marrying and leaving his home, his father and his mother to be united with his wife. How good, how right, how happy...
My mind and heart are full to overflowing.