18 years of bliss

Today is our wedding anniversary. 18 years ago my husband and I eloped after a wee courtship of eight weeks. We’ll never forget the day. We were all decked out in our vintage prom attire as we snuck off to Walden Pond, temporary home of Henry David Thoreau. My niece made this picture of us at the time. I still crack up at my hair in the picture—very 80’s. I especially love all the hearts floating up from us. Those hearts are still floating all around us.