Fresh on the heels of my step-niece's wedding yesterday, I thought I'd share a memory of my dad from another wedding 16 summers ago. The piece of found poetry is taken from a prose piece in my family history book.
This took place at the pre-wedding breakfast for my cousin, Julianne.
Special Indeed
The morning of
Julianne's wedding
Julianne's wedding to Stephen
The family gathered
Gathered in the dining room for breakfast
Breakfast in the mansion-turned-hotel
The hotel rented out completely
To the wedding party
Dad had arranged
On the morning of
Julianne's wedding
Arranged for a floral delivery
That morning of Julianne's wedding to Stephen
Dad gave all the special women in his life
A beautiful red rose
A red rose for the bride-to-be
A red rose for his daughters
A red rose for Mom
A red rose for Auntie
A red rose for Gram
On the morning of
Julianne's wedding
All the women in Dad's life
Felt very special indeed
- Julia Smith, Aug. 9, 2009 / original text 2000
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Ms. Snarky Pants says That is so very, very sweet!
Stan Ski says Lucky women all!
Akelamalu says How lovely - the poem and the photos and the memories!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Poetry Train Monday - 113 - Special Indeed
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 2:40 PM 9 comments
Labels: Auntie Noel, Brad Smith, Charlie, Dad, Found poetry, Julianne MacLean, Michelle, Poetry Train, Rose, Special Indeed, Stephen MacLean, Uncle Charlie, Wedding
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Summer Stock Sunday - 6
What could be more summery than a family dinner on Canada Day?
My little cousin Sarah enjoys a hot dog, while my dog Xena supervises.
Xena is thrilled to have so much company. She shares a moment with my cousin Emily.
Our family usually has a family dinner once a month. But this year has gone by so quickly, none of us could believe we haven't had one since Christmas Day. My sister Michelle hangs out with our cousin Julianne, her husband Stephen, their daughter Laura and Auntie Noel.
Xena gets up close and personal with Stephen.
Uncle Charlie tells us about a TV project he's working on about an aboriginal healing circle and the continuing pain caused by the residential schools of decades past. My husband Brad, Julianne and Stephen listen in.
Brad and me, happily fed.
My sister Michelle and her sweetheart, Newt.
My cousin Charlie enjoys the cake.
Chatting in the kitchen - Laura, Julianne, Michelle, Charlie and his wife Heather.
My Mom - nothing makes her happier than putting on a family dinner.
Thanks, Sarah - great watering job!
You can find other Summer Stock Sunday posts at Around the Island.
Ellie says I liked the red napkins - nice accessory to that desert my mouth is craving now!
Anya says The cake looks yummieee.....
Heather says It was a great time, Thank you and Auntie.
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 12:02 AM 16 comments
Labels: Auntie Noel, Brad Smith, Canada Day, Charlie, Emily, family dinner, Julianne MacLean, Laura, Michelle, Mom, Newt, Sarah, Summer, Summer Stock Sunday, Uncle Charlie, Xena
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Wordless Wednesday - 80
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 11:02 PM 11 comments
Labels: Auntie Noel, Brad, Charlie, Christmas Day, Heather, Julianne MacLean, Mom, sister, Uncle Charlie
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Thursday Thirteen - 87 - 13 Things About Our Christmas Eve
- 1
Three Christmasey sister/cousins.
- 2
Auntie stirs the lobster bisque. Mmm...
- 3
Hugs for new arrivals.
- 4
Time to fill the plates with our Christmas Eve Feast!
- 5
I wait all year for this...
And much jollity ensues.
- 6
Mmm...time for squares and coffee.
- 7
Time to move to the music room.
Our trio of myself, my sister and my mom sing The Night before Christmas.
My sister sings Christmas Time is Here (Charlie Brown Christmas.)
Out come the rhythm instruments. Even more jollity ensues.
My cousin Julianne's daughter plays a flute duet with her Nanny.
My cousin Charlie's and fellow blogger Heather's daughter plays a guitar duet with her granddad.
Clap-clap-clap-clap-clap-clap-clap
- 8
Christmas Eve is magical for kids.
- 9
In our family, silliness is seriously encouraged.
- 10
Hugginess is also a family trait.
- 11
Chatting and chatting...
...and chatting and chatting...
- 12
When you're little, Christmas Eve can tucker you out.
- 13
Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas to you!
Happy Holidays!
With love from my husband and I to you.
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 12:29 AM 12 comments
Labels: Auntie Noel, Brad, Charlie, Christmas Eve, Heather, Julianne MacLean, Mom, sister, Uncle Charlie