Words for quiet moments
Lord,
may we love all your creation,
all the Earth and every grain of sannd in it.
May we love every leaf,
every ray of your light.
For we acknowledge to you
that all is like an ocean,
all is flowing and blending,
and that to withhold any measure of love
from anything in your universe
is to withhold that same measure from you
Sunday, February 11, 2007

Reunion dinner tonight was fab.
Although a handful were missing, Auntie Rosa& Uncle Steven working and Aloysius still got his butt stuck in Australia, we still have some fun with the little ones around.
We ate the steamboat then we fooled around with the camera.
I'll let the pictures do the talking.