Sunday, September 07, 2008

A Windy Wedding Day

I conducted the fourth wedding of my priestly career (joke) today. This one, unlike the first two, might last.

The bride and groom did all the work, really. All I had to do was gather the spectators and read a couple of Wendell Berry poems in competition with the west wind.

The couple had chosen a breezy ridge top with an ohmygawd view of the upper Huerfano Valley and the Sangre de Cristo range.

Like champagne, Black Forest cake packs a bigger wallop at 10,000 feet than it does at sea level.

M. and I had to drive up through our favorite mushroom-hunting territory to get there. We took a brief stroll in the woods on the way down--saw nothing good.

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Blogger Peg said...

We used a Berry poem (The Country of Marriage) in our invitations...

9:12 AM  
Blogger gl. said...

when s. said she was scheduling around you, i didn't realize you were officiating! :D awesome.

12:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We have some good pix, too! Hope the trip's going well. thanks again for officiating s&r

9:45 AM  

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