Love is love, is love, is love, is love, is love, is love, is love.

I take a break from pictures from my trip to post the Lynn Manuel's moving tribute to the Orlando dead in his Tony Award acceptance speech. If you missed it, here it is.

My wife's the reason anything gets done. 

She nudges me towards promise by degrees. 

She is a perfect symphony of one, our son is her most beautiful reprise. 

We chase the melodies that seem to find us  

until they're finished songs and start to play. 

When senseless acts of tragedy remind us 

that nothing here is promised, not one day. 

This show is proof that history remembers. 

We live through times when hate and fear seem stronger. 

We rise and fall and light from dying embers. 

Remembrances that hope and love live longer. 

And love is love is love is love is love is love is love cannot be killed or swept aside. 

As sacred as a symphony, Eliza tells her story and fills the world with music love and pride.