Earl was the uninvited guest at the wedding. We let him rain and blow but this did not put a dent in the formal ceremony nor the subsequent festivities. The bridal couple made their vows in on-and-off rains, standing in front of Lobster Cove with a hurricane lamp and an umbrella on standby. It was a lovely service with poetry and many sweet words about friendship, love and forever, including a small pony dressed in white lace with tiny wedding bells and white roses. Pony was the ring bearer.
Everyone was moved as they vowed everlasting love and admiration for each other. Sita invoked Greek philosophers and playwrights who said something about circles and the complementarities of the male and the female; Jim told all of us how awesome his bride is. We, the two mothers, sat next to each other and gave each other a little squeeze by way of congratulations. It’s a good match, not only the newlyweds but also the families.
We danced on iPod music which had to make up for the missing band that wasn’t missed all that much. It saved the couple some money and we had more room under the tent when the real rains started. We danced and toasted and talked until my feet could no longer carry me and retired, hours before the young folk did.
When I woke up the last rains cleaned the place out and then the edges of the hurricane blew everything dry. Under the two large tents small hiking tents were pitched and people where sleeping everywhere. And now the place is all spruced up again for the first wedding day anniversary.
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