i love this chaotic ceremony. Hubby is asleep. he read a bit of Fichte's life before going to bed. He read on the deck, in the shade. I served him a  cupcake from the persian baker and coffee. Delish!

I have to pray more instead of feeling a bit sorry for my lack of correspondance. The day is hot: I am in my sweatpants and tshort with a takahe bird from NZ on it, handpainted. Nice tshirt of hubby. quite ancient.