The end point of our journey west was the beautiful wedding of my dear cousin, Jessica to her honey, Ben. Weddings do such a nice job of bringing people you love to one spot, and we spent every minute of this one enjoying the community they've made for themselves in the world.
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| My uncle and my grandfather - can you see the resemblance? |
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| Great Grampa, Grampa, and new grandson |
(those are lovely pictures, but where's the bride?)
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Preparations
(really, where is the bride?)
(there she is!!)
(I feel that these last two photos might require some explanation...The groom's brother flew in early Friday morning from the UK and his gift was the installation of two gigantic beeswax candles which he spent all day Friday and part of Saturday constructing, much to our amusement. It smelled so good...)
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| my cousin C with beauiful Ani |
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| Eliza and Cousin Lucy |
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| The groom's family, trading songs around the salmon |
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| the beautiful couple enduring a hilarious brotherly toast |
Sigh. It was everything a wedding should be. Joyful, sincere, silly, radiant, hopeful. My 96-year-old grampa made the trip out with his 94-year-old sister, and they both danced to my uncle's swing band and the looks on their faces will thrill me for a long long time...
