A very special venue near the ocean:

An arbor made by the groom’s father:

Here comes the bride. The groom doesn’t look at all nervous. Or does he?

The vows were lovely. Heartfelt. And made everyone tear up. Poor Banjo Man was a wreck. Thank goodness he had a new handkerchief.

You may kiss the bride.

The groom appeared dazed by his good fortune. The bride was radiant–truly–with joy. Those of us fortunate enough to share the day with them knew we were witnessing something special. Less than five months ago this couple met. In a matter of weeks (or was it days?) they knew this is it. And it didn’t take them long to organize a wedding, plan their future together and announce their happiness to family and friends.

As the best man–and brother of the groom–began his speech at the reception: “WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED?????!!!!!????”

Everyone danced.

I think the flower girls loved their dresses.

There was pie.  Strawberry-rhubarb, to be exact.  Baked by Jeff & Angela, with Jeff’s special recipe.  I’ll bet you didn’t know Jeff bakes pies.  He and his family compete to make the best crust.  This one looks like a winner.

We danced the night away under a full moon.

Thank you, Jeff and Angela, for letting us be part of such a special day.  My face hurts from smiling.

p.s. call when you’re ready to play Mexican Train dominoes.