The rehearsal dinner last night was on the top of a mountain. We had to take about a 10 minute gondola ride to the top. The views were spectacular. It rained overnight and the mountains got snow. Today is the big day, so I am hoping for sun around 6, but I would not quibble with a little snow later on in the evening.
Everyone is still asleep but me, storing up reserves for tonight. It is quiet. I have the porch doors open and I can smell someone’s fire. The clouds are still here, but I can hear the birds singing and there is no where else I would rather be.
–Jane, content with her tea and the view