Oh, did I mention that we were having a little wedding? I can't remember. Well, in case you haven't heard, it's in May and this is the month of
Planning a wedding that is 250 miles away can be a little daunting, but it's not that bad. I have one blogging friend whose daughter is planning her wedding from Japan and another whose daughter is planning her's in Brooklyn - from Colorado.
We have the advantage of jumping in the car to check out how things are going. Last weekend, despite the fact that Mr. Pom is in a lot of pain, he wanted to get up there and take a little peek at the venue because he only saw the room on our first tour and that, believe it or not, was about 21 months ago.
So we decided to hoof it up and take a peek. The weather was absolutely gorgeous, clear, bright, though cold. The water was as many shades of blue as God made and the greens! Trees, grass, shrubs, all just leafing out in that tender, absolutely fleeting shade of green gold that disappears overnight.
We strolled around the grounds and then we went......
Did you see that? What the heck was that? Was that a wedding party coming down the stairs? A wedding party coming down OUR stairs headed towards OUR room?
They have OTHER weddings here??
We abandoned all pretense at being discrete and did what any red-blooded parents would do:
How do you like that? Someone else was getting married at the same time, albeit 4 weeks before, us! Are they not adorable? Loved the blue blazers and khakis.
It's going to be glorious.
I confess, I started to get a little teary as we walked around. It was finally sinking in that we were doing this, that she was doing this, and that we were doing it here. We are immensely pleased and proud that this amazing fragile and narrow stretch of land has such a hold on our family. We wouldn't want our children get married anywhere else and we are so thrilled that we have the opportunity to share this with our extended family and friends.
It was a lot to take in. We decided that the rest of the weekend was not for retrofitting a new sink top into a wonky wall, but was for us, the parents, the couple, the man and woman, boy and girl who discovered each other and this place so many years ago.
After all, we didn't have to be staying at the hotel to take advantage of the view. Although it was cold and windy, the sun was shining and plenty of people, okay a hardy few, were sitting in deck chairs. We grabbed a garden bench in the sun and let a waiter bring us glasses of pinot grigio. One kind couple even gave us a hotel blanket as they ran inside to prevent frostbite. I had a good little cry and then we toasted to our children's future and to our own, to a happy wedding, and to better health for Mr. Pom.
And now, I must go and print out this picture to bring to my hair stylist so she can figure out what I can do with my hair at the wedding so I do not have to spend the next 30 years saying, "Yes, children your Grandma had A LOT of hair and it was very windy/humid/hot/wet on the day of your parents' wedding...."