Pretty Pink Wedding for Susan and John at Ayr Mount!

<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Susan and John have been sweethearts for many years but only recently have they both lived in the same state. So, it was time to get married and they chose the lovely <a href="http://www.classicalamerican.org/html/ayrmount_history.html" target="_blank">Ayr Mount</a> historic estate in Hillsborough for their wedding venue--the ceremony at the front of the house with the reception in a large tent in the back where the vista is simply breathtaking. We met in January to plan the ceremony. They wanted to be sure and include Susan's 16 year old daughter, Autumn. They loved the poem "All I Want Is to Love You" by Tracy Donovan, and the words of <span style="background-color: white;">“When a Man and a Woman are in Love” by an unknown author, and the Family Unity Sand Ceremony. So we put all that together in a ceremony and from answers to questions they gave me, I created words for the wedding address about their love for each other. So the wedding day, Saturday June 23, 2012, arrived. It had been raining for several days before and scattered showers were possible so whether we could do it outside in the front or not was iffy. There was a cloud cover when Dave and I arrived to set up. (My assistant Marty is on vacation and so my husband Dave got drafted!) </span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAadKDAiz3Yci3Kj7jBUMxvnsxtKS8wVmW0Vtj2E10S2AKCVVfZ9H7eJLY1QzynywXTBO0q0seyMlBDW3oTt88ofXhp3A6xJ5SNJYGJq3NJAdu1llFrYegPDsk69CbK6GetrPBDERBTA/s1600/DSCN3710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAadKDAiz3Yci3Kj7jBUMxvnsxtKS8wVmW0Vtj2E10S2AKCVVfZ9H7eJLY1QzynywXTBO0q0seyMlBDW3oTt88ofXhp3A6xJ5SNJYGJq3NJAdu1llFrYegPDsk69CbK6GetrPBDERBTA/s400/DSCN3710.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As the morning wore on, the clouds separated and the sun began to peek out so I removed the protective plastic cover from my sound system. Bea Miller with<a href="http://www.floraldimensions.net/wedding/occasions/display" target="_blank"> Floral Dimensions </a>was on site to place the pedestals with the gorgeous sprays of flowers at the altar area, sprinkle the floral petals down the brick walkway and tie ribbons and roses onto the aisle chairs. She discovered when she arrived that chairs had been delivered to the site but had not been set up. Her crew chipped in and we began to set up the chairs. I like the angled configuration and so we did it that way. It looked very pretty. Then the white carpet aisle runners were placed. (Yay, carpet runners, the only ones that really work, especially on brick or concrete surfaces!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YE7ybdvsCQNPdypcX14_VJRx2AzUl4NR7DC18XZ3PoOxYB4lUpzU0ztQd7uUJUlb0degc3l1sBtwwTqI0LRu1OginTLhIyhQ3MqWyEj4ot7Wqcmczucu50XYlKXNkkoWgsxR877CwF8/s1600/DSCN3692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YE7ybdvsCQNPdypcX14_VJRx2AzUl4NR7DC18XZ3PoOxYB4lUpzU0ztQd7uUJUlb0degc3l1sBtwwTqI0LRu1OginTLhIyhQ3MqWyEj4ot7Wqcmczucu50XYlKXNkkoWgsxR877CwF8/s400/DSCN3692.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Bea's staff brought around a table and table cloth to use for the sand ceremony and by that time John, the groom, had appeared and diligently got that all important marriage license into my hands first thing, then went to get the sand ceremony set up so that I could uncover and arrange the containers on the table . </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFo8bOgwiPA6aQDBLQQfyHgtXkUd9D0ngSkNtjvcPtNGWuhnSY7rXhdoorKYx0DmvlkXg3NhZQAwd962BXwQiHShC6SPC-FVFJsdT4M1m91DWmKyyN_41fJ7_4tVA4XCFjfAEaeJV4GPI/s1600/DSCN3707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFo8bOgwiPA6aQDBLQQfyHgtXkUd9D0ngSkNtjvcPtNGWuhnSY7rXhdoorKYx0DmvlkXg3NhZQAwd962BXwQiHShC6SPC-FVFJsdT4M1m91DWmKyyN_41fJ7_4tVA4XCFjfAEaeJV4GPI/s400/DSCN3707.JPG" width="336" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The sand was in their <span style="background-color: white;">pretty c</span><span style="background-color: white;">olors of lipstick pink, soft pink and purple--a beautiful combination! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jA9FcVYoK5IrD8q2wG4pubqonUxfqS0i9MDY-aXCxZ5qhTCvP0Bd1kxTYZdGi2P_N3xUFdfJFclh9mZolPyAHyGLtMvSylUI3OEyXX17HaMXMOAw1gbAOvzhDppv12ugl3BUlmC0u5Y/s1600/DSCN3802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jA9FcVYoK5IrD8q2wG4pubqonUxfqS0i9MDY-aXCxZ5qhTCvP0Bd1kxTYZdGi2P_N3xUFdfJFclh9mZolPyAHyGLtMvSylUI3OEyXX17HaMXMOAw1gbAOvzhDppv12ugl3BUlmC0u5Y/s640/DSCN3802.JPG" width="404" /></a></div>And this is the finished product. The first layer was white sand which I poured representing God, The Source, and the foundation for the marriage, then John and Susan and Autumn poured in layers, then I poured more white sand on top as the overarching energy of God's love that is a blessing to this family every day. The inscription says "Always Remember our Family" and the date.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI-6eRnXjzzWzCtfO1q7Xajfu81qXI1BrAP7d4kBthDF45S7_WLAXPAp6wByqlIkyX-egmFpVrvjgRF8QZYdCTKVPW61OALlw0Y1Unh7N6DJ2Y3Y3LeG02ytRVYCF6jIDjZHAxRj2NXGA/s1600/DSCN3804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI-6eRnXjzzWzCtfO1q7Xajfu81qXI1BrAP7d4kBthDF45S7_WLAXPAp6wByqlIkyX-egmFpVrvjgRF8QZYdCTKVPW61OALlw0Y1Unh7N6DJ2Y3Y3LeG02ytRVYCF6jIDjZHAxRj2NXGA/s640/DSCN3804.JPG" width="382" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This stunning cake by <a href="http://www.cindascreativecakes.com/" target="_blank">Cinda's Creative Cakes</a> was around back in the reception tent. Cinda's cakes are always a work of art! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0cvo2YCVNMQrbWE_HbM8VIvE075sPsQQL39tCdYycrn9zN7JVrhcsNauw62hXVFgIHeifaNmwxX-6db2htSvW15DYmktZzKLAgOIhdpM6H7wBKaSFI8-odZ6LzGiAg5ICztWxzRVjAbw/s1600/DSCN3695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0cvo2YCVNMQrbWE_HbM8VIvE075sPsQQL39tCdYycrn9zN7JVrhcsNauw62hXVFgIHeifaNmwxX-6db2htSvW15DYmktZzKLAgOIhdpM6H7wBKaSFI8-odZ6LzGiAg5ICztWxzRVjAbw/s400/DSCN3695.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>This is what was going on under the big tent. It is set in a huge meadow with an unbelievable vista that just goes on and on--see below.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-nt7e_R-kYAYMQXLMoNuvxPo8-27s3h99q8HCmoHIu3j9XWze-6OCaRpQDCEmYfyjPIlteFSyGO9vZGMgCyigy8jN279YfoEIApt2A1aMjBXqbt46-u4TRFWpDHPsXpkPgNIKV_D31c/s1600/DSCN3702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-nt7e_R-kYAYMQXLMoNuvxPo8-27s3h99q8HCmoHIu3j9XWze-6OCaRpQDCEmYfyjPIlteFSyGO9vZGMgCyigy8jN279YfoEIApt2A1aMjBXqbt46-u4TRFWpDHPsXpkPgNIKV_D31c/s640/DSCN3702.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7WAtmjDSfhXkJHxVsUGz1lEJBvyKZHuoxy702Y1ucOsIAPJAmUx4OPGjbSNhCMV291w_YL4G6IHRlJX5SzTl590LxXfcz9ceK38FZv3_IRtqnAYeigGqKTUVPizBBkYtAN4M9EgRQVo/s1600/DSCN3703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7WAtmjDSfhXkJHxVsUGz1lEJBvyKZHuoxy702Y1ucOsIAPJAmUx4OPGjbSNhCMV291w_YL4G6IHRlJX5SzTl590LxXfcz9ceK38FZv3_IRtqnAYeigGqKTUVPizBBkYtAN4M9EgRQVo/s400/DSCN3703.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Between Bea Miller (R) with <a href="http://www.floraldimensions.net/wedding/occasions/display" target="_blank">Floral Dimensions</a> furnishing the floral decorations and the caterer, Joel, with <a href="http://hillsboroughbbq.com/" target="_blank">Hillsborough BBQ Company</a>, the reception was all coming together.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsf2PdAZfdN7Aq2FaCB2s1XfFsHliuYkVgcgL6N5N8QbEzTWTRisknPWpEjHen0-uSK-1wlKmLEMkZ6XLkdcnQGtZ_J6ZrGPU74awY66Pnrm7x86owP7j9E3BwKJ-SkFVpA28VW8QWyCo/s1600/DSCN3708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsf2PdAZfdN7Aq2FaCB2s1XfFsHliuYkVgcgL6N5N8QbEzTWTRisknPWpEjHen0-uSK-1wlKmLEMkZ6XLkdcnQGtZ_J6ZrGPU74awY66Pnrm7x86owP7j9E3BwKJ-SkFVpA28VW8QWyCo/s640/DSCN3708.JPG" width="480" /></a></div>A close-up of one of the gorgeous sprays of flowers that flanked the altar area for the ceremony.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG6bXtYSWx7-647xhuLZJPzO3g_y_k2IxMd1-ExFvUbhV06AYm0Ifh3FdiuUhvVETKnn0dC5dfmLa68yVsjJGGDcwLvLX_gIiDagN_iHkll4sW68cjOon5sDcjlmEHxnDsnFF1G0pdsSg/s1600/DSCN3713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG6bXtYSWx7-647xhuLZJPzO3g_y_k2IxMd1-ExFvUbhV06AYm0Ifh3FdiuUhvVETKnn0dC5dfmLa68yVsjJGGDcwLvLX_gIiDagN_iHkll4sW68cjOon5sDcjlmEHxnDsnFF1G0pdsSg/s400/DSCN3713.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">An exceptionally talented musician, <a href="http://www.anitaharp.com/" target="_blank">Anita Burroughs-Price</a>, was our harpist. She was filling in for another harpist who at the last minute could not make it to the wedding. Thanks, Anita, your music was heavenly, as usual, and your exquisite gold harp! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhgi8ebLgP1ChLdX3KHinc8TBlYLSyC2dVvN9emKBWjKSetO6MLo61wdJlUaBUx4kCH4An2ITCduS5D4lidCUNZ4NYt0VKKRPVauEEp_KtCpqTAKnYYk6WxDy8TIfOrlT46GWgeD_Ews/s1600/DSCN3717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhgi8ebLgP1ChLdX3KHinc8TBlYLSyC2dVvN9emKBWjKSetO6MLo61wdJlUaBUx4kCH4An2ITCduS5D4lidCUNZ4NYt0VKKRPVauEEp_KtCpqTAKnYYk6WxDy8TIfOrlT46GWgeD_Ews/s640/DSCN3717.JPG" width="480" /></a><span style="background-color: white;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHFdlf9LL_3FDK6wMD9Kb274RmKFTVw8KTE9CErDxGUMGlTWcbTHPyiFfHv4tT_ICq8hRoGo0XwWOV0tOoQk097vz8uUrZgz4I1likYOYFkfXE-ShKbuq1-hhKP3MS2qwgGaVM0zjrscQ/s1600/DSCN3718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHFdlf9LL_3FDK6wMD9Kb274RmKFTVw8KTE9CErDxGUMGlTWcbTHPyiFfHv4tT_ICq8hRoGo0XwWOV0tOoQk097vz8uUrZgz4I1likYOYFkfXE-ShKbuq1-hhKP3MS2qwgGaVM0zjrscQ/s640/DSCN3718.JPG" width="480" /></a></div>Right on time our horse drawn carriage from <a href="http://www.myspace.com/bullcitycarriage/photos/4149880#%7B%22ImageId%22%3A4149880%7D" target="_blank">Bull City Carriages</a> arrived bringing the Bride, Maid of Honor and Bride's daughter who was not only a bridesmaid but her mother's escort as well.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6G3FWsQl2BrXuWsDOdmEjrq41TyPgNLPDSWkmbQu85BhgrhlirW3QYPDM444sI0fZ6FgbKhFreDpCTJ1DqJhPi-BJ2PMgVwbXvfPqjsAEC9FGO5pSOVc81sJo-_54aG2W9gZNIxd-6h8/s1600/DSCN3732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6G3FWsQl2BrXuWsDOdmEjrq41TyPgNLPDSWkmbQu85BhgrhlirW3QYPDM444sI0fZ6FgbKhFreDpCTJ1DqJhPi-BJ2PMgVwbXvfPqjsAEC9FGO5pSOVc81sJo-_54aG2W9gZNIxd-6h8/s400/DSCN3732.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The first to process down the aisle were Susan's mother, Mary, and stepfather, Bud. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-DhKwv8azwoCoHr9ZeL4Mg5KwSKz6SCl5ehTrw4_QOauCSVSfHPjZyf1ZRSqQgLF5b0-FDV1Q-m6MNiwSSCxPSNG-YjGKO92GYaf9f-PF6EWBWegnlPShPtZh7m6B4Wn380qx5MBnhE/s1600/DSCN3743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-DhKwv8azwoCoHr9ZeL4Mg5KwSKz6SCl5ehTrw4_QOauCSVSfHPjZyf1ZRSqQgLF5b0-FDV1Q-m6MNiwSSCxPSNG-YjGKO92GYaf9f-PF6EWBWegnlPShPtZh7m6B4Wn380qx5MBnhE/s640/DSCN3743.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Awaiting our bride! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYdWWnFrY-S2N_TJbX5aKGSpxOmnLRg8naF9Yjy8kEppXZxRK3N6wur1PWfkRDDn0inyaT3v_5OURbUEObD1fjWYjQcyG8V0gE0PWYY6TmSotRpv6KZ2vPkJs2zayOwKFX_-IWdB7ic8/s1600/DSCN3745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYdWWnFrY-S2N_TJbX5aKGSpxOmnLRg8naF9Yjy8kEppXZxRK3N6wur1PWfkRDDn0inyaT3v_5OURbUEObD1fjWYjQcyG8V0gE0PWYY6TmSotRpv6KZ2vPkJs2zayOwKFX_-IWdB7ic8/s640/DSCN3745.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The two lovely ladies making their entrance! Our photographer, Natasha, second shooter for <a href="http://prevoirphotography.com/" target="_blank">Prevoir Photography </a>is in the background. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ErOY2MwR0mPgDzf1DXElcS8X3llkckP-FxlZfc0kliQSE-WUrMuPNIERWQL3MuysGcjGmdthWzC-AYG17PgMiM46TMn0wUC_2_rtaXwdk7S4ZuAvwmRjX0HEnXWB8dTo7tMGC_1uN5Y/s1600/DSCN3746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ErOY2MwR0mPgDzf1DXElcS8X3llkckP-FxlZfc0kliQSE-WUrMuPNIERWQL3MuysGcjGmdthWzC-AYG17PgMiM46TMn0wUC_2_rtaXwdk7S4ZuAvwmRjX0HEnXWB8dTo7tMGC_1uN5Y/s640/DSCN3746.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuaKP5_2xUw3vkJ7CLaMeOiJGjJgnZW1IO12V3WOOvLLi-AB2OxBrJj6SyDQV3yBGaWh2ZNJR00STNncrP0KIgrLDnHlVPO8UmVPJnZqSpa0_0sU2koFP-isTv_RuXgyFs0G8SL2dcjE4/s1600/DSCN3750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuaKP5_2xUw3vkJ7CLaMeOiJGjJgnZW1IO12V3WOOvLLi-AB2OxBrJj6SyDQV3yBGaWh2ZNJR00STNncrP0KIgrLDnHlVPO8UmVPJnZqSpa0_0sU2koFP-isTv_RuXgyFs0G8SL2dcjE4/s640/DSCN3750.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And so we begin.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVE-NmJAOZrzXDRlNoq5QTqImFZpGyhCXFxKGmvairtzGzMfNXkUy4vcSAqFjUqZy87QStBuuFOqEYI8oUOo3nrM7ZBIPWsJBPPM-OpddnjuFUzHPv61fw8Sq77h6hNWeZVGDryhZ5jk/s1600/DSCN3751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVE-NmJAOZrzXDRlNoq5QTqImFZpGyhCXFxKGmvairtzGzMfNXkUy4vcSAqFjUqZy87QStBuuFOqEYI8oUOo3nrM7ZBIPWsJBPPM-OpddnjuFUzHPv61fw8Sq77h6hNWeZVGDryhZ5jk/s640/DSCN3751.JPG" width="569" /></a></div>I am telling Autumn how important she is to Susan and John. I asked her <i>"Autumn, do you accept John as your mother's husband? Do you promise to d what you can to promote family love and harmony? Do you promise to speak the truth in love to everyone in this family and to hold your best wishes for each family member in your heart? </i>Then I asked John "<i>John, do you accept Autumn as your wife's child thereby making her a very important loved one in your new family? Do you promise to nurture her, protect her, counsel her and hold her in respect as if she were your own flesh and blood?" </i>And of course they both responded <i>"I do." </i>Then John presented Autumn with a very beautiful necklace which he nimbly fastened as I watched in amazement because the clasp was quite tiny!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLU2wr2GBYD0qJTYPJY3thnc5U0xq8w6ModJJShyphenhyphenmeeS4egUhivkgtRGnJ4O6Wnvuu1QLiTOKwduVZ1CHePjr-R-QJjodw7A3SYmVh2O6Q5OjnGMJrfAeNEosduxQoZZMz6TisPHVROuw/s1600/DSCN3758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLU2wr2GBYD0qJTYPJY3thnc5U0xq8w6ModJJShyphenhyphenmeeS4egUhivkgtRGnJ4O6Wnvuu1QLiTOKwduVZ1CHePjr-R-QJjodw7A3SYmVh2O6Q5OjnGMJrfAeNEosduxQoZZMz6TisPHVROuw/s640/DSCN3758.JPG" width="536" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEkuJWr7w0XuFUpsRdrtuu1MGOIDhfqSoFogEPLeJZh3GvTUjTsaqU3SuRxOr3OXazBsSM_kI2DvpRsRMpRoZxgEE2S4YerDlu5ZsXVv7yiyeBfPHlhmbDQsUgFPMYXZDWiamHpBTcPWo/s1600/DSCN3761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEkuJWr7w0XuFUpsRdrtuu1MGOIDhfqSoFogEPLeJZh3GvTUjTsaqU3SuRxOr3OXazBsSM_kI2DvpRsRMpRoZxgEE2S4YerDlu5ZsXVv7yiyeBfPHlhmbDQsUgFPMYXZDWiamHpBTcPWo/s640/DSCN3761.JPG" width="570" /></a></div>I shared with the guests what Susan and John love about each other and what they are looking forward to in marriage which flowed into their personal vows to each other and the exchange of rings.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMZtkaxK-BfvaGjRqJHXS1KISrvadQn_xj7Jc7HZS3CI1sKmfdlD3RHikxTVxElT-DKk0t50PRtvw5E5lWESPWGwFxsq2gOuwKNhxFtPr2B86bkAMWK2qI1jg2BSmjDmMRP6UlrAnzYmM/s1600/DSCN3763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMZtkaxK-BfvaGjRqJHXS1KISrvadQn_xj7Jc7HZS3CI1sKmfdlD3RHikxTVxElT-DKk0t50PRtvw5E5lWESPWGwFxsq2gOuwKNhxFtPr2B86bkAMWK2qI1jg2BSmjDmMRP6UlrAnzYmM/s400/DSCN3763.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The pouring together of the sand. On the right is Erin, the owner of <a href="http://prevoirphotography.com/" target="_blank">Prevoir Photography</a>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJVuY309KRRx6NfWnMPMhTF0C5qe0QXwCXvNexyb_MN3FHGNS94gSLvjaq2t8uxHawTrmg9v37jhS9FC5IGf2xL9njLmk3waeSgA_MVVeWTQYfS5E5TBboite0HCkjaK2SnNj3AyjHXx8/s1600/DSCN3765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJVuY309KRRx6NfWnMPMhTF0C5qe0QXwCXvNexyb_MN3FHGNS94gSLvjaq2t8uxHawTrmg9v37jhS9FC5IGf2xL9njLmk3waeSgA_MVVeWTQYfS5E5TBboite0HCkjaK2SnNj3AyjHXx8/s640/DSCN3765.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The pronouncement of marriage! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzwP65alLodHGm5b2kp2W3ctZGE1nosE2INVhLQ-qgBbyHcCm_Wch8jx-UTcZpvJtmOuDbtLQPRBHEeBvTR5USZ7bAoI4lHdG7lPSRj49wiRNRcA-GbTkmHblQpnMzcTKsYWUpEPGmJYM/s1600/DSCN3767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzwP65alLodHGm5b2kp2W3ctZGE1nosE2INVhLQ-qgBbyHcCm_Wch8jx-UTcZpvJtmOuDbtLQPRBHEeBvTR5USZ7bAoI4lHdG7lPSRj49wiRNRcA-GbTkmHblQpnMzcTKsYWUpEPGmJYM/s640/DSCN3767.JPG" width="544" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The kiss, of course! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4nLPZ0LNFXv7GG2WRoLmZwFbjz1NUgnjbblCEJEc7Oy2gbbjJ6P9d9M_vtQThPT8lsas4Y_6oPBXbTZnckDCmChd4Pw3g1NuiG2N3XVXqHPFmdzhsQ3zKUSjvrJOEj4jilgONKZncJw/s1600/DSCN3773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4nLPZ0LNFXv7GG2WRoLmZwFbjz1NUgnjbblCEJEc7Oy2gbbjJ6P9d9M_vtQThPT8lsas4Y_6oPBXbTZnckDCmChd4Pw3g1NuiG2N3XVXqHPFmdzhsQ3zKUSjvrJOEj4jilgONKZncJw/s640/DSCN3773.JPG" width="636" /></a></div>As I introduced them to their guests, John pulled Autumn over into the center and out they went!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Cc0RanwjaIOrbTCYzPQYrW9ziIuvxeNzfymt2EFPrub5oX-0Zmiza0xbyWNaL9eEJtLaphK87EkrRfvNjy62O5vwnC-mDYFNe1zMBeAZq1s8stl8mZdVlpCBJhR2QE1I7vwcVJnxZ1s/s1600/DSCN3775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Cc0RanwjaIOrbTCYzPQYrW9ziIuvxeNzfymt2EFPrub5oX-0Zmiza0xbyWNaL9eEJtLaphK87EkrRfvNjy62O5vwnC-mDYFNe1zMBeAZq1s8stl8mZdVlpCBJhR2QE1I7vwcVJnxZ1s/s400/DSCN3775.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Family! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xiP8RJFPbbi06Hc7iBWhQPr5aiv6I5JuEHLrDQBTW6ySokyw-S9cXkl7oV9pIYUr991JPoQZcNmxJvaJ9Cld3uKkAz4xdUKM0JPtz4NEt5ZiZUxu9U09a3_k8WVD-tDHNUQ5dvfJ0D0/s1600/DSCN3777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xiP8RJFPbbi06Hc7iBWhQPr5aiv6I5JuEHLrDQBTW6ySokyw-S9cXkl7oV9pIYUr991JPoQZcNmxJvaJ9Cld3uKkAz4xdUKM0JPtz4NEt5ZiZUxu9U09a3_k8WVD-tDHNUQ5dvfJ0D0/s640/DSCN3777.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Family Hug!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlquK1bkBJiMAAdUV13-GIcjH79zrFxjJxgxpRjngIHS7Dhz1DJ-UVGq5fRwUakDgosNLjuICOJ_6DxY_Ehhw51U5Qpl-cS7TwP1XZa44MZb9oo9jQFTJIZax5n06W0O66WkrWYdoUi_M/s1600/DSCN3793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlquK1bkBJiMAAdUV13-GIcjH79zrFxjJxgxpRjngIHS7Dhz1DJ-UVGq5fRwUakDgosNLjuICOJ_6DxY_Ehhw51U5Qpl-cS7TwP1XZa44MZb9oo9jQFTJIZax5n06W0O66WkrWYdoUi_M/s640/DSCN3793.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Susan and John, I am so very happy for you and Autumn! The wedding was fabulous and the weather cooperated divinely! What a lovely wedding day and I congratulate you and wish you all the best ever!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span>

Pretty Pink Wedding for Susan and John at Ayr Mount!

Susan and John have been sweethearts for many years but only recently have they both lived in the same state. So, it was time to get married...

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Beautiful New Year's Eve Eve Wedding for Eileen and Andy!

Andy, Eileen and I met at the end of October to plan the ceremony for their wedding on December 30, 2011 at 5 PM at <a href="http://www.raleighnc.gov/home/content/PRecRecreation/Articles/MordecaiRentals2.html">St. Marks Chapel</a> in Raleigh, one of the sweetest spots in the Triangle for small weddings. We discussed what they had in mind and started co-creating their ceremony. The wedding day was simply unbelievably fabulous and unseasonal weather for December with a high of 63 degrees and lots of sunshine.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyfdcUH7zahgO6qY4ZeuV2dU4kypjtqwm-L4r9N7YqG7mPnjGKYknlIO1LqoKUvs543sWbjv2vNzfmgKnvMuZdVBXpfSqyG528OLF7J4Hy3UjcES-0Svup5Ko7iD5sWXogXcNYUo_cRg/s1600/DSCN0458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyfdcUH7zahgO6qY4ZeuV2dU4kypjtqwm-L4r9N7YqG7mPnjGKYknlIO1LqoKUvs543sWbjv2vNzfmgKnvMuZdVBXpfSqyG528OLF7J4Hy3UjcES-0Svup5Ko7iD5sWXogXcNYUo_cRg/s640/DSCN0458.jpg" width="482" /></a></div>When we arrived, our photographer, Tom Edwards of <a href="http://newimagestudio.com/wedding_photography_raleigh_nc/nc_wedding_photographers.html">New Image Studio</a>, and his daughter, Amy, who was the second shooter, were taking some shots of Andy and two of his friends who were helping with the wedding.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZqBWVwgOInH6v6w-CaBhs3KIAvmPpfeCNiWH983pdzSNB9Brd-CG4MKGlWpGNsrXhaowiQGJ7mENJRzLMaP3sspiwVSxEMC8Gxu2IGb5tIEZxoXXd_R2REnx4YeHOMvN-k-LqFSewhw/s1600/DSCN0471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZqBWVwgOInH6v6w-CaBhs3KIAvmPpfeCNiWH983pdzSNB9Brd-CG4MKGlWpGNsrXhaowiQGJ7mENJRzLMaP3sspiwVSxEMC8Gxu2IGb5tIEZxoXXd_R2REnx4YeHOMvN-k-LqFSewhw/s400/DSCN0471.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>The horse drawn carriage was maneuvered in place for the bride and groom to travel from St. Marks to the reception at Second Empire after the ceremony. I believe that <a href="http://www.jlcarriage.com/">J & L Carriages</a> provided this beautiful one.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkcH2I3nOmuMGF8F6bTSZH8hs_QJBnV72KZQdgSF79FFt1hrdo3MKiw5N3-f9eLp80vCqKp3o7fVPie1Nu2flR-n5eDoqa2hWuFDViEhVWN604ILIVNBYF61kHp7I5Pa2n6pCMf3XUiw/s1600/DSCN0484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkcH2I3nOmuMGF8F6bTSZH8hs_QJBnV72KZQdgSF79FFt1hrdo3MKiw5N3-f9eLp80vCqKp3o7fVPie1Nu2flR-n5eDoqa2hWuFDViEhVWN604ILIVNBYF61kHp7I5Pa2n6pCMf3XUiw/s400/DSCN0484.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lindsay Skipper of <a href="http://www.elegantviolin.com/">Elegant Violin</a> was playing beautiful prelude music while the guests were being seated. Lindsay brings along her amplifier and iPod with pre-recorded piano accompaniment for her violin. It is simply beautiful. Lindsay and I did another wedding together last spring and I recommended her to Eileen and Andy. I did not know she had moved to Virginia though. She told me that her parents live in Raleigh so she is back frequently and was home for the holidays for this wedding so it all worked out! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBiA8CYhJ9rNDEDRsbtOQjdS6OZ_-QQovbb2pt4g3VoVYOHiD-jWdllNDnppq6Kqxhf58JjG2EPPRsuflTu6bB5O_DUxKnkYWxlD4i6OY5yFgDNbwL_fBUTaH5mIGRBsQohYLamiMgVg/s1600/DSCN0469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBiA8CYhJ9rNDEDRsbtOQjdS6OZ_-QQovbb2pt4g3VoVYOHiD-jWdllNDnppq6Kqxhf58JjG2EPPRsuflTu6bB5O_DUxKnkYWxlD4i6OY5yFgDNbwL_fBUTaH5mIGRBsQohYLamiMgVg/s640/DSCN0469.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our pretty bride was hanging out in the Post Office building until it was time to begin the ceremony. We shooed all the guests inside and seated the mothers. Eileen's daughters, Marissa and Alexis, processed in then the two flower girls. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ9eHFvcKgFoY5TJiZOPtYRN3mU6J7oJ-uwIpWiM1Igpgmu_M702bgyzRSHLB0-m9jr0ob1WHdcP07kIH22x7_lnZjCJA8NgIHvPCzZcNq6KmQtydNqw7zYHkEQMAU8DmwDB4EzA3KnQ/s1600/DSCN0476.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ9eHFvcKgFoY5TJiZOPtYRN3mU6J7oJ-uwIpWiM1Igpgmu_M702bgyzRSHLB0-m9jr0ob1WHdcP07kIH22x7_lnZjCJA8NgIHvPCzZcNq6KmQtydNqw7zYHkEQMAU8DmwDB4EzA3KnQ/s640/DSCN0476.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKtFUeC7K54Z1id7_XZPKBR0oZvOKyx0mHl0vqv7kQWG94abdytu6qD3H-eYRGprsWvghVedVvtvN8tJuJ7QB2-vU1rTevHdv-bLLjNyvgiF_YGZBR8qwb4sPiVADMEpfe2jt1aj7AZw/s1600/DSCN0477.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKtFUeC7K54Z1id7_XZPKBR0oZvOKyx0mHl0vqv7kQWG94abdytu6qD3H-eYRGprsWvghVedVvtvN8tJuJ7QB2-vU1rTevHdv-bLLjNyvgiF_YGZBR8qwb4sPiVADMEpfe2jt1aj7AZw/s640/DSCN0477.jpg" width="356" /></a></div>Eileen's son, Max, escorted his mother part of the way down the aisle then Andy met them and escorted her the rest of the aisle up onto the platform to join me for the ceremony.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY2z_gbswhrG0t9Tmb_ySgbJBrAohGWTfa-tjqBkRUEJSJzoXlKApvr_E7XDo0RyRcMno1QRYbUrywBlWm9R8cGKoiGKtAoqIjEsd43OY7F49lExsdWQW1SNdxtWI_Ty8YbEVlTapouQ/s1600/DSCN0478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY2z_gbswhrG0t9Tmb_ySgbJBrAohGWTfa-tjqBkRUEJSJzoXlKApvr_E7XDo0RyRcMno1QRYbUrywBlWm9R8cGKoiGKtAoqIjEsd43OY7F49lExsdWQW1SNdxtWI_Ty8YbEVlTapouQ/s400/DSCN0478.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid3ShRkEgCPHwdIWv9-krcTM__Vl-PH0zIyAw5ukCckTSCvKMf4Hvdsn8s7lUuaysvkCeaAzv3-CBmNy81ZalRHWRZpc4hLxD4nnmX9gfOPpxLTe2-fTV5uZOAYmztkDRa-XkGkezpDA/s1600/DSCN0483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid3ShRkEgCPHwdIWv9-krcTM__Vl-PH0zIyAw5ukCckTSCvKMf4Hvdsn8s7lUuaysvkCeaAzv3-CBmNy81ZalRHWRZpc4hLxD4nnmX9gfOPpxLTe2-fTV5uZOAYmztkDRa-XkGkezpDA/s640/DSCN0483.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>Eileen and Andy wanted to remember those who have passed on front this earth, particularly Eileen's father and aunt and Andy's aunt so we had three white roses to symbolize their presence in spirit. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS7ZRAqAdJhQTwaw2uQ22eQpIg9Q4DHrrwZDG9Cv9Cjmxgh8OQ_BAmO98Vyu804Qjd3BGcDzr0T1AFE554iVXDHhuXzdy_6cfhmNhnlQEwJqh6K_wfzpz1O-s2yddzgTYgg09zzekIg/s1600/DSCN0485.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS7ZRAqAdJhQTwaw2uQ22eQpIg9Q4DHrrwZDG9Cv9Cjmxgh8OQ_BAmO98Vyu804Qjd3BGcDzr0T1AFE554iVXDHhuXzdy_6cfhmNhnlQEwJqh6K_wfzpz1O-s2yddzgTYgg09zzekIg/s400/DSCN0485.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>They each placed their roses at the altar while Lindsay played "To Where You Are" by Josh Groban.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHtZwIjQWHH6euc_AtK4nBp3sl6SrNbQfybrj4BiAotK25uNZBIjUmPL7I2NMoEmcQRnjA97GS5iZAcU0eXPAiIsz9nD0Kpl9arQsxWLbnT9rToBlCszYARE9i87B3oInTfwdDSYESQ/s1600/DSCN0490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHtZwIjQWHH6euc_AtK4nBp3sl6SrNbQfybrj4BiAotK25uNZBIjUmPL7I2NMoEmcQRnjA97GS5iZAcU0eXPAiIsz9nD0Kpl9arQsxWLbnT9rToBlCszYARE9i87B3oInTfwdDSYESQ/s400/DSCN0490.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3I8JKQUl1kGycQg7eoKEl17OPjUnWxiU6vxjbJVnNauSf2zCjKf8KArXvlkBQzr-3O-tTapPzxmMUx515YLMApqsGtYUNQuQ_qUJwdpdmUg1TxWJvvUi-X5GiANF_UL6-ljnH_bCJfg/s1600/DSCN0493.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3I8JKQUl1kGycQg7eoKEl17OPjUnWxiU6vxjbJVnNauSf2zCjKf8KArXvlkBQzr-3O-tTapPzxmMUx515YLMApqsGtYUNQuQ_qUJwdpdmUg1TxWJvvUi-X5GiANF_UL6-ljnH_bCJfg/s400/DSCN0493.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>St. Marks is such a nice setting for an intimate wedding. The capacity is 55 people. There is a loft from where the photographer can get some really good photos.  Andy's mother and father, Dorothy and Andrew, are seated on first pew on the right. Dorothy took me aside before the ceremony and told me she had been waiting 50 years for this moment. Although Eileen had been married before, Andy had held out all these years! Eileen's mother, Caroline, and Eileen's children, Marissa, Alexis and Max, are sitting on the front row on left. In the ceremony we paid tribute to the two mothers and recognized Marissa, Alexis and Max.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoHg_bU_YgBQvn7R0xyN9oCIOGlyWSQoyeJ6IWfBE3-uvMcZVyS6iu1eyFzpjWg_J_9-OdSphFN7Rrf20qrTn5xLhNwMKiznRxSSvAhQhZbsgseeJei19_pVO8Z7IYLjxx-NCPmoP32A/s1600/DSCN0496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoHg_bU_YgBQvn7R0xyN9oCIOGlyWSQoyeJ6IWfBE3-uvMcZVyS6iu1eyFzpjWg_J_9-OdSphFN7Rrf20qrTn5xLhNwMKiznRxSSvAhQhZbsgseeJei19_pVO8Z7IYLjxx-NCPmoP32A/s400/DSCN0496.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Alexis read a passage from Colossians for us. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4FzkslMKJ0-w8q-kjsHCEFclOWmG-N9vjc_f8XhQyzzIiDqOvhb9heXPhDAF0qk1s0_Q2NnMGFX5Gm1mAYgfpGpANjHzrIA8Sz9bCYGP4y_mu-843Wa_yu3dvT55OPoscDRfGWoe3Q/s1600/DSCN0499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4FzkslMKJ0-w8q-kjsHCEFclOWmG-N9vjc_f8XhQyzzIiDqOvhb9heXPhDAF0qk1s0_Q2NnMGFX5Gm1mAYgfpGpANjHzrIA8Sz9bCYGP4y_mu-843Wa_yu3dvT55OPoscDRfGWoe3Q/s640/DSCN0499.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49jtuO_xTIIKgf8khglItUvdmA2ASngXrgcj3vO4Tgdd_4nlkOerSjErPLQ95p3tfTaVfuuwV10_rDXvggqgvhB9Bl9ORLhlKtoeYvKqddJyKtAQ-t-8-xnabTPjiwmJ4rPK4J2gr7w/s1600/DSCN0506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49jtuO_xTIIKgf8khglItUvdmA2ASngXrgcj3vO4Tgdd_4nlkOerSjErPLQ95p3tfTaVfuuwV10_rDXvggqgvhB9Bl9ORLhlKtoeYvKqddJyKtAQ-t-8-xnabTPjiwmJ4rPK4J2gr7w/s640/DSCN0506.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>The pronouncement of marriage was made, they kissed, and were introduced as husband and wife to the guests then recessed to the back of the chapel as I announced for the guests to remain in the chapel for a champagne toast.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbsFchrjwXlf3hWmTChZBaIaUJ-VW3OBXIRlCfiUAO49VHhvAkQsJJb-gI90Qb03G7l_9jSdEmh3C85QrLUokHv6Mp1wNVnLszN4v17OqiXrjmhMsKXR_3rHvpquT129_Gx4ecHD3uTw/s1600/DSCN0510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbsFchrjwXlf3hWmTChZBaIaUJ-VW3OBXIRlCfiUAO49VHhvAkQsJJb-gI90Qb03G7l_9jSdEmh3C85QrLUokHv6Mp1wNVnLszN4v17OqiXrjmhMsKXR_3rHvpquT129_Gx4ecHD3uTw/s640/DSCN0510.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">They really enjoyed this kiss in the light of the beautiful sunset! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX-bRClH1RJXXZguE6wyMhS_m4_vjQRXjIS1w9KRaDZzPrixZkmQTujI4dz4FG8U_V1XwtZ8hf58e0SwoG98QAp9_xGyGx3yWkO9wQ8bRlelOl9OL_w0rOtBkCoz9mDf0E311IWfK7NA/s1600/DSCN0518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX-bRClH1RJXXZguE6wyMhS_m4_vjQRXjIS1w9KRaDZzPrixZkmQTujI4dz4FG8U_V1XwtZ8hf58e0SwoG98QAp9_xGyGx3yWkO9wQ8bRlelOl9OL_w0rOtBkCoz9mDf0E311IWfK7NA/s640/DSCN0518.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>The "champagne" was handed out but it was really non-alcoholic sparkling grape juice.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmqSoDvfc3ypwRo5tp_pzJjteOLToPru_kew9VY77VONoSBzmB_wWeX-1xnR26yk2OMvS28iEgMIY9F9YLtDiESICBJuNjschlOL6wRp3GLOhx0Fs-pyG5qneM_EEhiT-1X5ElN-HTQ/s1600/DSCN0521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmqSoDvfc3ypwRo5tp_pzJjteOLToPru_kew9VY77VONoSBzmB_wWeX-1xnR26yk2OMvS28iEgMIY9F9YLtDiESICBJuNjschlOL6wRp3GLOhx0Fs-pyG5qneM_EEhiT-1X5ElN-HTQ/s400/DSCN0521.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Andy made a great toast. Wish I had written down his words. Tom is capturing the moment!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN-WkTx_z0wLlupvXtZOglyPSVftD3uSLKHcJlmcENl-BFLs2iOLJbfZ4_jYxkAyHg03kiHk8J6VUGEjuRuta_GLKHnAwoTgLqHha64QLZXUN2Mp5TBLcY1a6z_HYQFyG0PIJK8-lYgA/s1600/DSCN0526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN-WkTx_z0wLlupvXtZOglyPSVftD3uSLKHcJlmcENl-BFLs2iOLJbfZ4_jYxkAyHg03kiHk8J6VUGEjuRuta_GLKHnAwoTgLqHha64QLZXUN2Mp5TBLcY1a6z_HYQFyG0PIJK8-lYgA/s400/DSCN0526.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Tom decided he needed to toast the couple as well as Amy handed him some "champagne," although in this photo it looks like he is taking it away from her and telling her she is too young to drink!!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5T7tnm6eTmGuf6c04y6NFTPC8ydVcIJNCNVu_CnfklKcJA2aEebAvK6tkGBGfOTVlSB-ZbFiEkuWWjrkMlddLvF-MUAHwgfMeidv2wiFq7yUjQoEEj0mVWqozfy7OrGOEaPEiI2OYg/s1600/DSCN0527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5T7tnm6eTmGuf6c04y6NFTPC8ydVcIJNCNVu_CnfklKcJA2aEebAvK6tkGBGfOTVlSB-ZbFiEkuWWjrkMlddLvF-MUAHwgfMeidv2wiFq7yUjQoEEj0mVWqozfy7OrGOEaPEiI2OYg/s640/DSCN0527.jpg" width="480" /></a></div> Eileen poses with the pretty flower girls, Nicole and Michelle, who loved sprinkling the petals!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXGy8Wn787-O11YNCsyLh7YiXGGcdhYj2HSnoMhtz3BBXrEQxBU2C9aNnvx0EZBrvvxqxUjIy4LoWIOuZuJztHXUN7mzIZ_9PKNBWgJj5FDyPdky-K2iu8vuUdhaHc_El0pd3OZSLIRw/s1600/DSCN0529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="376" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXGy8Wn787-O11YNCsyLh7YiXGGcdhYj2HSnoMhtz3BBXrEQxBU2C9aNnvx0EZBrvvxqxUjIy4LoWIOuZuJztHXUN7mzIZ_9PKNBWgJj5FDyPdky-K2iu8vuUdhaHc_El0pd3OZSLIRw/s400/DSCN0529.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Eileen and Andy, I am so happy for you that you found each other to share your love and your lives! May you have peace, love and joy all your days!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr99KNHbZ8Nu99pfInTXBxwBBGqaxZq-PQursAQARgBCrYwF52y7pugKhv360zxU9OmDr7EnFJbAdtSFQeBbCOXzwPJXu4mc_PpwEF8eSv-cGPp76-o3qPOS1xKWQ5fOK_mksoQ7-CSg/s1600/407565_272748829447917_113139472075521_757527_1453907949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr99KNHbZ8Nu99pfInTXBxwBBGqaxZq-PQursAQARgBCrYwF52y7pugKhv360zxU9OmDr7EnFJbAdtSFQeBbCOXzwPJXu4mc_PpwEF8eSv-cGPp76-o3qPOS1xKWQ5fOK_mksoQ7-CSg/s400/407565_272748829447917_113139472075521_757527_1453907949_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>This photo was taken by Lindsay and she posted it on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.272747469448053.64142.113139472075521&type=3&l=54ca60a311">Facebook</a> where I copied it for this blog post. Thanks, Lindsay!! BTW, she commented that St. Mark's has the best acoustics of any place she has ever played, maybe in her whole life! I agree with her. I do not have to use a sound system in the chapel because the acoustics are so great.<br /><span id="goog_621141664"></span><span id="goog_621141665"></span>

Beautiful New Year's Eve Eve Wedding for Eileen and Andy!

Andy, Eileen and I met at the end of October to plan the ceremony for their wedding on December 30, 2011 at 5 PM at St. Marks Chapel in Ral...

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