Late summer wedding...

and I walked down the aisle!

The wedding chapel August 30, 2025

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My grandson got married this weekend. He and his new wife met in college ten years ago. They became good friends and choir mates. They had a lot of fun together. Then they graduated and didn't really respond until about four years ago. About six months ago they decided to make it official, and they settled on August 30 for their wedding date.

The bride's mother did most of the planning (and likely most of the work). I did nothing except make wedding gifts for the couple, and brownies for the dessert reception.

The bride chose her colors, and asked everyone to dress in bright colors. (I missed that memo about how the guests should dress, and I was probably the drabbest guest at the wedding. Sad.) She had six brideswomen (one was probably maid or matron of honor), and he had five groomsmen.

When it was time to walk down the aisle, the grandparents and mother of the bride went first, then the grandparents of the groom (except me), then his dad and stepmother, then he had his mom and me walk him down the aisle. Next the brideswomen and groomsmen, then the ring bearer, then his sister and her wife were the flower girls. By the time the bride started down the aisle, the front of the church was filled with all her and his attendants, the groom and the officiant all awaited her. The father walked the bride down the aisle, while the groom cried happy tears. He hadn't seen the wedding gown, went to great pains not to see it until she wore it down the aisle toward him.

The wedding messages read by the officiant were beautiful and meaningful. Then each read two pages of their own written vows to each other. They did a great job. Both are thirty or thirty-one years old. Grownups who know what they want, what they're getting into, and how they want to spend their lives together. I have never seen my grandson look happier in his entire life, and she looked equally happy.

After the ceremony, we had photos taken, then my daughter and I skipped the dessert reception and hurried home to our chickens who had been left alone.

(The indoor chicken is a bantam Silkie, is never outdoors with the other two hens, and this weekend was the only time she'd been left to her own devices. She was fine. The other two were also okay, though Ida now has an eye injury. We don't know what happened. I treated it last night and this morning.)

The weather cooperated in the best way. We're just coming off another heat wave, and the wedding day was cloudy almost all day, much cooler, just perfect honestly. The sun came out after the wedding, but there was lots of lovely shade for the photos.

Sorry to not share wedding photos, but I didn't get permission from the couple, and how they're off on their honeymoon.

Instead I'll share photos of the wedding pillows I made them, including how I wrapped them in white brocade satin and tied with a satin ribbon.

Wedding pillows I made for the groom and bride, and how I wrapped them

The week ahead I'll be protesting on Labor Day. On Thursday I have a very important appointment that I hope will result in my having another production. That night I'll review a play. Sunday I'll review a variety show. Every day I'll be practicing music for our next choir performance. I'll probably get some writing done as well, and maybe some sewing. I've got the paper pattern pieces cut out and am ready to cut out the muslin for my next jacket.

What are doing on Labor Day? The first week of September? Are you excited for autumn? Are you harvesting your garden? We have concord grapes. (My favorite.)