In case of rain...

The wedding was scheduled for 3:00 p.m. at the Sibley Park Gazebo. Rain was forecast all day long. At 8:15 a.m., it was pouring so hard I could barely see across the street. The mother of the bride called me a little while later and said, "Yep. The kids are getting married outside." Evidently, they were experiencing a different weather system than I was.

Mother of the bride asked how the rain affected the harp. I told her it wouldn't affect the harp because I don't play outside in the rain. (So says the handy performance contract.) She said they would have to scrounge up a boom box then, because the kids were determined the wedding would be at the park and not inside at the gorgeous reception location.

I watched radar and checked the local weather station's Facebook page obsessively for the next six hours, as I'm sure the couple did. At 1:30, it stopped raining. At 2:00, I packed up the harp and headed to the park. No one else had arrived yet. I had the park to myself, except for a woman who drove by and asked incredulously, "They're having a WEDDING here today?"

The white trees were blooming

and the white tulle floated in the breeze,

like fairies had come to decorate.

 Magical.

 The fountain was musical in the background.

I could hear the peacocks in the little zoo

at the park giving their beautiful, eerie cries.

I think I need a gazebo to play my harp in.

All dressed in white.

Just like the bride.

The sun broke through the clouds just as the couple was exchanging rings. I couldn't believe it. I don't think anyone else could either, after the rainy day. But the couple had faith. It will serve them well long after that walk down the aisle.