"Perfect" is the only word

Candid shot by Shem Roose
It's risky to call a day "perfect," but I can't think of any other word to describe our wedding day. The sun was shining, an easy breeze was blowing across the lake, and our closest friends and family members surrounded us with love and support. It was amazing.

It was a really personal, intimate wedding. We invited just a handful of our oldest, closest friends to the ceremony, along with our parents, my grandmother, and our siblings and their partners. RM's best friends played our wedding music, and some close family friends cooked us dinner. A good friend shot some photos. My new sister-in-law made my bouquet and the centerpieces.




Flowers by Gilly Rohlin, photo by Shem Roose
At dusk, some more friends and family members sailed across the lake by boat to join us for cocktails. And there were a few surprises -- a family friend, stationed on a raft out on the lake, played us a trumpet solo. Someone set off fireworks, as a giant heart, constructed from welded metal and holiday lights, blinked in the distance.

Perfect, perfect, perfect.
The older I get, the more I realize it's usually true: good things happen to good people.

Many thanks to our good friend, the talented Shem Roose, who shoots all sorts of photos, weddings included, and who makes this blog a lot easier on the eyes.

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