Here’s the man himself in his white tux. We thought it was funny that he is too nervous to even touch her bare skin.
This isn’t actually Loch Lomond, but it just made me think of that kiddie song. Maybe someday we could go to Scotland and take a picture like this in front of the real Loch Lomond!
The wee birdie sang
And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart it kens
Nae second Spring again,
Tho’ the waeful may cease frae their greeting.