good quote

I think dignity is in demeanour. I was at a post-memorial service affair at the house of the deceased. Not a lot of people were there, so it was not crowded. Everyone stood quietly, having a glass of wine and revisiting fond memories. I glanced across the room to a friend just as her half slip slid down and landed around her ankles. She didn't miss a beat. Stepped out of the silken circle, leaned down, picked it up and stuffed it in her purse! I'm not sure how many people saw it, but it was a moment loaded with dignity - because of her very demeanor. No a sound escaped her lips and, to his credit, the man she was talking to didn't miss a beat either. He smiled and they went on talking. I will never forget that and we talked about it for years afterwards.

EJ, the poems you've posted this week are almost enough to make me like Summer!! They're beautiful; thank you!

Thanks for posting this. I love this swap and I wasn't disappointed. I got some nice dwarf irises that I'm very happy with. Mary