Quick Hello & Wedding Update

Can it be a week already since I snapped this photo of my daughters dreamy gaze before her wedding? I have gone from one whirlwind to the next. Is life always this intense? I feel guilty just taking the time to write this post. There is so much to do in preparation for Quilt Market & Festival. But I feel the need to pop into your lives and say hello – to share in the happiness we created last weekend.

It was a grey, grey day. The sun did not shine. Accuweather predicted showers at 11, 1 and 3 – the wedding time. It sprinked at 11. I sprinkled at 1, so I was hesitant to give the OK for the outdoor wedding. But really – how often is the weather forecast accurate? 3 for 3? I doubt it. The amazing caterer and DJ were game enough to let me wait to the last minute to make the call. At 20 to 3 we were out on the lawn, and I said, “Let’s go for it.” As soon as I said it I received a message from above – thunder. That was the sign I was looking for. So instead of the idyllic setting down by the gazebo, overlooking the pond, we held the ceremony in the tent. And a fine ceremony it was. That it happend to pour so very loudly during their vows really didn’t matter. The look in their eyes said it all.

 

No one cared. Like I told Sam in the days before when the weather forecast looked unpromising, “It’s not about the weather.” It was cozy, intimate. It was friends and family. It was two people in love celebrating with the ones they loved.

I decided to be a participant and not a recorder of this day. After all, that’s what we hired the professional photographer to do. And as mother of the bride and wedding coordinator, I had plenty to do as it was. Being a wedding far from home for most of the guests, many arrived early. So, at 2:40, while I was outside in my jeans and t-shirt still deciding where to hold the ceremony, a sweaty  glowing mother-of-the- bride greeted many guests. I have always said I clean up real good.  And I must have, because 30 minutes later everyone said I looked beautiful. I’ll have to take their word for it until the “real” photos are ready. The photos I share here were taken by guests and my husband and there is not one of me. (Why should there be?)

In my next post I’ll explain these last 2 photos taken the day after the wedding. Good stories to come…