Some French Words
So, the Foolish Sage has tagged me, and I must respond to the following meme:
Summer is a time when I feel an especial joie de vivre, so this meme is in honor of celebrating and loving life. If you could pick one photo that epitomizes joie de vivre, or quote one short piece of prose or poetry, or write one, what would it be? Don’t think about it long and hard, just do the first thing that comes to mind.
So, here's my response: Dancing has always been an activity that embodies joy for me (though I'm sometimes too self-conscious to cut loose fully). That was one of the many things Mel and I loved about our wedding reception: all our friends and family dancing to our favorite tunes, in a room that was, unfortunately, only 8 degrees cooler than the surface of the sun.
Here we are at the reception, dancing to (I think) the Proclaimers' "500 Miles," a song which has goofy lyrics and a beat that is so simple as to border on moronic, and which I can never resist cavorting to.
Look closely. I'm spinning Mel; bridesmaid Andrea is clapping us onward; and friends Tom and Achsa are just laughing at the fun of it all. This isn't a good picture of some of us, but that's part of the point. When you're really enjoying the dancing, you forget to take yourself seriously, or to pose.
Right, so that captures joie de vivre for me. Now I'm tagging the crew at Icarus Fallen.