Tradition

Twelve summers ago we had a flood that was impressively destructive as well as interrupting attendance at a life event.  It temporarily closed the interstates as well as resulting in lots of property damage, even to buildings that had been standing for over a hundred years.
Out of that experience came a thought about this barn, the Secrest Octagonal Barn, built in 1883, the enormity of it not diminishing into modern times and it's grace and beauty largely unscathed in the intervening years.  The one amongst our friends who is absolutely the last person to suggest that we have an enormous party posited that we should do just that, have a party for no other reason than having good music, good food, and good friends.
This year both of my granddaughters anchored down the younger end of the attendees and it struck me just how great it is to have this tradition of one big party with everyone invited for no other reason than that we are celebrating each other.