With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching your hand
It tells that you're standing near, and
At the sound of your voice
heaven opens its portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you.
A year ago today, in the Supreme Court of New York building, on my brother's birthday, the day before my own, thirty-five years after we met, Rory and I were married
With a song in my heart, indeed
With a song in my heart, indeed
Lyrics by Lorenz Hart, 1929
How lovely! Congratulations. I'm about to open a bottle of champagne too...how prescient!
ReplyDeletecolumnist, thank you. We'll have champagne before dinner tonight.
DeleteHappy anniversary!
ReplyDeleteAnd best wishes for a very happy birthday, Blue.
The Devoted Classicist, thank you. It's very strange if not disquieting looking back over thirty-five years and seeing the changes and seeing also what hasn't.
DeleteAre you ever in Atlanta? If so, let me know. I think after all this time it would be good to meet.
I have not spent an extended time in Atlanta in years. But I have thought that I should before long. I will let you know in advance, as meeting would be the top of my list.
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I want in too!!!
DeleteHow very beautiful and joyous. Enjoy your special day together.
ReplyDeleteChronica Domus, thank you. Dinner for twenty tonight under the stars – well, actually under umbrellas probably, given the daily storms we've been getting recently.
ReplyDeleteSo sweet and believe it or not, I do remember that song from somewhere.
ReplyDeletedonna baker, thank you. I've always loved that song.
DeleteYea, RAH! So happy for you both! Yes! Yes! Yes! Enjoy your sweet anniversary!
ReplyDeleteDaniel, we had the best time with nearly twenty friends at dinner in a garden just a little walk up the street from our place. It was magical – candlelight, warm air, lightening bugs and merriment.
DeleteHope it doesn't rain on your parade tonight. We want a full report.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous, thank you. It did not rain on our parade – in fact it was a wonderful evening.
DeleteRarest Blue picture eve. Rory, please share that smile.
ReplyDeleteTerry, thank you. I'm not known as a smiler, am I? Smiling is something I never really learned as a kid and I know that sounds silly but smiling is not something that comes easily to me.
DeleteAnd I hope you both have many many more years of happiness together. Happy Birthday dearest one!
ReplyDeletelindaraxa, thank you. I have just woken up from a brunch-fueled lunch and am quite cranky – as is fitting for a birthday, don't you think?
DeleteMiraculous and magical. Yesterday I thought spontaneously of you as I was blogging on the urgency of good conversation, even in the best-appointed houses. My source for this was someone else's journal entry, while visiting Rory Cameron at his "fishing house" on the Wye. Who knew, the proof of it would be ensconced at your house? Absolutely delighted for you.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous, thank you. Last night we and twenty friends sat around a dining table under the trees and I listened to the conversation around me and realized then that all the people I like are good at conversing. Some are better at talking than conversing but that made it even more wonderful to have everyone together.
DeleteWhere, may I ask, whose journal were you reading? Is it published?
Hugh Trevor-Roper's wartime journal (which is published and ribald and ripping and raucous and right up your alley). He credits Cameron for his appreciation of the Raj as endowing England with the exotic.
DeleteYour birthday pic makes me smile! Here's to more happy times.
ReplyDeletehome before dark, thank you. The last couple of days have been very happy. Last night my birthday dinner was home-made lima bean and garlic soup at the kitchen table with a very tired husband who'd overdone it the night before – just the two of us and it was perfect.
DeleteCongratulations to you and your beloved and let's toast to the next thirty five...
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