The Wedding
Installment IV
Walking slowly, tender footed, incredibly hot sand.
Returning up shortly, relieved, as man and wife.
I specifically left my hair down in anticipation of a brisk breeze
or even a calm, quiet coolness blowing in, thinking an updo would soon be undone.
Not even a whisper of wind joined us.
Thanks to my boyscout for his return trip to the cooler for water.
What insight to fashion the program
into a fan.
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| (He forgot his sunglasses the first time down. Ouch) |
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