It was an unusual wedding. Unicorns and hoola hoops were on the guest list. The bride wore forget-me-not blue and wove her dreadlocks into a french plait.
My parents beamed with pride, as parents do on these occasions.
And the sun smiled too. John and Anne-Marie stood on the wild west coast beach in a glorious sunset, with Mount Taranaki appearing out of the mist.
Of course, it wouldn't have been Anne-Marie's wedding if the guests hadn't spent time with their hoola hoops.
It seems impossible to write about a wedding without resorting to cliches. But, for my family, this was a day we will never forget, a rare chance to bring the family all together (though we all felt Rose's absence), a day of simple happiness. Anne-Marie and John, we wish you a wonderful life together.
Your pictures are beautiful!
ReplyDeleteLisa, thank you for being there and for helping make my special day just perfect. I'm going to miss you so much :-(
So pleased the day was so wonderful :^)
ReplyDeleteWho arranged the weather? I can't believe the perfect timing!
Lisa, that was a beautiful description of a beautiful day. Thank you.
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