Saturday, January 8, 2011
One Week Old Today
I wore this pair tonight to a Twelfth (well, 14th, but who's counting...) Night celebration led by my husband's church choir. In honor of Epiphany, the choir throws a party for the church with food, fellowship, and song, and their friends brave the wintry wind to gather together with them. I have no earrings of gold, frankincense, or myrrh (although someone recently gave my daughter Phoebe a box containing all three; maybe, by next Twelfth Night...) so I opted for a regal-bling sort of look. Many strands of royal-purple beads.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,