It went out in a shower of rose petals.
Pink ones. I love pink.
It was very hot. The humidity crept upward and upward all day until it was oppressive by 4:30 in the afternoon. Summer wedding last hurrah. But everything was lovely. The bride was fashion-plate gorgeous. Her grandfather officiated in a touching ceremony. The bridesmaids wore the most beautiful fuchsia dresses. The flower girls did their job perfectly — I played and played and played while they walked down the aisle, taking their time spreading those pink petals with precision.
And there was a new wedding tradition: sealing of the promises. After the vows, the couple put a bottle of wine, a letter to each other and a copy of their wedding program into a decorative box not to be opened until their first anniversary. Great idea for an outdoor wedding (because unity candles never stay lit outside and unity sand gets spilled all over the place...trust me).
I'm glad the outdoor wedding season is over.
I think the harps are, too.
All that in and out of air conditioning,
that humidity messing with the tuning,
that hot and cranky harpist...
Until next year...
(...sigh...) End of summer wedding season - always a bittersweet thing as the days grow shorter and the nights cooler. (...sigh...)
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ReplyDeleteDo you have more than one harp?
Who knew...
Don't the Fall weddings start this weekend?
No rest for the weary...ahem
One last question..
Do you cry at weddings?
I have four harps, actually, and one that I'm harp-sitting for a friend. Thankfully all the weddings and events from here on out are inside! (And sometimes i cry...I just can't help myself!)
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