Emma was in her cousin Lacey's wedding this weekend. She got to be a flower girl along with her two cousins. Photos started at 10:00 am and the wedding wasn't until 3:00, so it was a long day for a kid! Fortunately some of the photos were in this beautiful park full of wandering trails, streams, and hills. Lots of bugs and sticky hot, but I think the girls had a blast running around in the weeds in their white tulle, which acted like butterfly netting--you should have seen the amount of tiny grasshoppers we had to shake out of their dresses before we got to the church!
Lacey was just an absolutely stunning bride. She wore a white beaded lace strapless gown with a simple veil tucked into her up-do. She made her pearl earrings to match her great-grandmother's 3-strand pearl necklace. Her veil was rimmed with Crystal AB flat-back crystals--they added just enough glint to make the simple veil special.
Of course the girls found no limit to the multi-uses of their dresses. Here they happened upon air vents in the church so they could turn themselves into marshmallows...
I was so excited that we were all scrubbed and polished all at the same time and it was such a beautiful night and setting that I demanded the perfunctory Christmas photo. We clean up pretty well, eh?
I'll have to admit, both Joe and I were struck at our feelings about becoming part of the sea of "old folks" at these events now. He looked at the photo above and said "Wow, I'm really middle-age guy now, aren't I?" Weddings, I suppose, are ripe for posing such a stark contrast, what with the new love vs old love inherent in the scene. These situations remind me of my "fading rose" status. You know, where you just want to tell Mr. DeMille that you're not ready for your close-up yet? But I suppose even fading roses are the best part of potpourri... I think I'll put out a bunch of it in my office as a reminder!

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