Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The Wedding

Lots of folks have been asking, so I'm going out on a limb and publishing a few photos from the wedding (even before Tamara and Andrew have seen them.....) (Hopefully, they won't disown me over this one) (It's just that I'm Aries) (And excitable) (And these photos are burning a proverbial hole in my creative pocket) (So I've just gotta share)

The main event was held at the home of Tamara's father, Geoff - a beautiful sprawling home on several luscious acres of rolling green space in the country. Cassandra was the wedding planner extraordinaire, and 75 friends from the U.S. and Canada gathered to witness the official joining of our friends Tamara and Andrew. They've actually been together for 16 years, so no one could accuse them of rushing into anything.

Here are a couple of my favourite photos of Tamara getting ready. 

I think she has this gorgeous kind of old school glamour going on, though she might shoot me for saying so...

Tamara and Andrew were married in a Jewish ceremony under a hoopa. The post nuptial celebration was held in a big white tent. Here's an image snapped during set up in which Geoff was giving folks a tour of the garden.

An action shot taken by Mister Man during set up. We were clearly on fire!

The spectacular vegetarian meal was made with vegetables and herbs from Geoff's garden. This was gazpacho: fresh, delicious and made (mostly) from ingredients freshly picked 100 feet from the tent!

At the start of the reception, we were serenaded by a string quartet and later by a rock and roll band who have been ripping it up for 25 years.

Tamara makes a grand entrance with the girls - the world's fuzziest ring bearers (and two of our favourite running buddies).

As Pennsylvania is still wrapped up in Quaker tradition, they were able to have a friend conduct the marriage ceremony. It was lovely - filled with laughter and tears.

And here they are. Married. Relieved. Ready to party on. Note the expression of their young relative who looks on, perplexed.

This time next year, Mister Man and I will be getting ready for our own celebration. Though Tamara kept joking that it wasn't too late for us to either bail or elope, I think we're going to have a lot of fun when our time rolls around too....

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