THERE’S MUSIC IN THE AIR AND OH YEAH…
There’s music in the air and oh yeah, the music can be heard from across the waterway, the lagoon- It procrastinates out over the buffet table and the bar and the dessert table, through the lanai and over the gentle undertow where the bridge crosses, over the rustling of the green swamp water grass, the reminiscing of the beauty of the life of music lingers on. It was early and people began to drift in at a slow and leisurely pace, freshly showered, perfumed, lazy days of life sustain without regret, white linen pants and summer dresses all year round.
The employees came first, then the aroma of mesquite grilled abundance which was professionally marinated and cooked full moon for the party goers, smoked out over the embankment. Slow cooking-a whole days process in homage to this very night.
Then came the young fresh energetics, more than ready and willing to celebrate the beauty of their existence, their diversity, their lives on this planet. The language of the music was not always their own but the emotion of their music was universal. There was mingling, laughing, and frivolous celebration of good things in life yet to come. Her real name is Betty, but we call her “June”.
And when it was all said and done, couples walked slowly away from there, hand in hand, stopping every once in a while with their eyes glazed over, to make a point of remembering that particular moment in time.
They had said, “We should really do this more often” and meant it.