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Again, with thanks to Alli for providing this platform for us, it is good to be back. Some of you will recall that I was missing last week as we made the 6-hour drive north to SW Oregon for the wedding of our first born to a wonderful woman.
I want to find a good balance on this. Few of you would know our son, Connor, enough to really care about his wedding other than just being polite but there are some who do care and want details, so I’ll try to be brief and interesting.
The service was to be just over the California/Oregon border and very near the Pacific coast. Northern California was still burning so we were in smoke most of the drive up. With decent cabin filters and the AC set to recirculate the cabin air, it was tolerable but Benadryl helped with runny eyes.
South central Oregon and much of mid central as well is also burning and this left us dependent on which direction the wind blew for the days before and during the wedding.
It was like we were in a bubble of clean air the whole time we were north of the California border and the service was clear, fresh and everyone enjoyed a smoke-free chance to focus on our bride and her groom.
Our new daughter-in-law had a very specific vision of what she wanted for her wedding. She balanced tradition with distinction, religious with playful, and covid-consciousness with engaging technology that allowed many to participate via Zoom web conferencing.
The bride and groom customized their vows and Connor sang the song he wrote for her. They built-into the service items that honored their parents, family and fiends.
I officiated the service itself and too, tried to balance our religious with our playful sensibilities, as I shared “The Story” of how they were raised, met, overcame obstacles that should have kept them apart, got engaged and carved their way to this altar in an open field surrounded by redwoods, clean air, friends, family, and our God. Rings were shared, The nearly standard pronouncement was said and first kisses were witnessed followed by the new couple running out down the isle through a tunnel of bubbles.
Sadly, pictures are not yet available.
We made another long drive home, through the California smoke and sent our new couple off to a short honeymoon because they both have work and Connor also has undergrad work he’s finishing off.
So yes, we (as a larger extended family) are trying to bury some of this covidated 2020 with as much joy as we can with a quick and beautiful wedding experience and start of a new family.
Work has been very quiet so I’m getting some training done myself and, now that the wedding and my part is history, am looking forward to getting some writing done.
We had really hot weather for three days after we got home and smoky air – not much fun to unpack in as ash settled around the property, but then mid-week, someone threw a switch and we dropped about 20 degrees from our daily highs and FALL stood up and declared that it’s now its turn and we have clear air, refreshing temperatures and less stuff to stress about.
I’m going to enjoy a quieter Saturday and engage my writing plans right after I walk our virtual isles and catch up with how you all are faring.
Talk to you in a few.