So did we ever finish telling you about Lauren & Ruth's wedding? The ceremony was set to take place in the yard of Lauren's family's lake house on Saturday afternoon. When we were getting shuttled across in the pontoon boat from our rustic Boy Scout camp accommodations that afternoon, the weather stopped being hot and sunny and turned dark and stormy. Then it started pouring, forcing all the guests (with the notable exception of one elderly salt-of-the-earth gentleman - I think he was related to Ruth - who spent the entire storm standing in his flannels under the eaves, gazing out over the lake. So good.) onto the big screen porch to intrepidly wait it out. The string duo played on, giving the whole thing (as Richard pointed out) a vaguely Titanic-like feel. Er, in the best way possible...
Then came the hurricane-strength winds and golf-ball-sized hail. For, like, an hour.
During this time the brides graciously came out and entertained us and someone opened up the wine to placate the crankypantses. And we waited it out and finally the sun came out! And everyone dried off the chairs with bath towels and the beautiful windy ceremony got started only an hour late.
And then came the actual hurricane. But I'm out of blogging time. So I'll leave you with a big old-fashioned-serial TO BE CONTINUED... as well as a few photo outtakes. Sorry, they're not resized. Don't click on them or they'll explode your computer.