Last week I found something in the basement that reads, “Come let us dance and make a feast of joy.”
I’m not sure I could write it in any better terms. I’ve made a point to look at it every time I’m down there as a reminder of how I want that to be true about me, someone willing to let loose and become wrapped up in a feast a joy.
Tomorrow we are all headed to Nȋmes and unless plans change we plan to dance to celebrate Jenna’s last weekend with us, a perfect opportunity to practice the disciplines of joy and laughter.
Thanks also to this lovely Lacoste campaign that seems pretty fun itself!